Silvery Moon (Tanka) Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

Silvery Moon (Tanka)



"It is twelve midnight
and already late at night
the silvery moon
hangs like a nice broken glass
this humid month of July."

Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nightfall
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