Thursday, November 01, 2007
waka writ by budouadana: wheel
The herd rides the rim
Of the ever-turning wheel,
Chasing sensation,
Dizzily spurning the calm
Of the motionless axle.
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waka writ by budouadana,
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I'm starting to learn,
The real way of a tanka
From a hillbilly.
Waka or tanka unknown,
my mind uneducated.
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