TATTERS Poem by Shuntaro Tanikawa

TATTERS



before daybreak
Poem
came to me

robed in
tattered
words

I have nothing
to offer him I just
gratefully receive his gift

a broken seam
allowed me a momentary peek at
his naked self

yet once again
I mend
his tatters

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