Mon premier essai au Tanka (3 janvier 2011) :
Crépuscule
Le ciel rose se strie
de rayons solaires mourants
C’est le crépuscule !
Est-ce tristesse de voir le jour
partir ainsi de mon cœur ?
Gray clouds trail across the sky. In the pale winter sun a flock of geese (Ben Grafström--Akita, Japan)
Vibe alone for a while
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