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Watching the Moon.


watching the moon
climb over
my gate
its rusty hinges
silent again















Andrew Hide
23-09-2007

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  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    October 16, 2007
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    Very nice tanka there andrew good images


  • MariGoes gold member
    September 26, 2007
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    That is how the moon looked yetsreday, only there was no gate, but silent trees
    Lovely!


  • Emerald13
    September 24, 2007

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    you have created a really nice sound here and retained the silence ... nice .. it would have a very different feel to it without 'again' ...

    i wonder about 'my' gate vs 'the' gate ... it makes me think of your rusty hinges ... ...i like it for the emotional element i get from that ...

    and i suppose 'my' allows us to experience the awe of the moon which we may not get if it was 'the' gate ...

    (is this one of your rewrites? i seem to remember it - or a variation which i cant remember now ... )

    so vey nicely done >>> Gina

    • AndrewHide silver member
      September 25, 2007
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      Thankyou Gina,
      This is a new one (3AM special) but the image of silent gate hinges have been utilised before in an earlier sedoka.

      Andrew
  • pozo
    September 24, 2007
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    I think 'it's' should be 'its'. This was a good descriptive poem which was simple yet worked well.
    Thanks for your comment and advice. It was for a contest that required syllable count so I changed 'like' to 'as' which I think made slightly more of a metaphor/less of a simile.
    Pozo


  • myrataal gold member
    September 23, 2007
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    Ah Andrew!

    You are one of my FAVOURITE tanka and haiku writers. SUCH PERFECTION here! I simply adored the texturedness of this poem ... And the timeless element in contrast with decay. And: with night approaching, all people (and gates! ) go into silent and motionless adoration of beautiful moon, in its feather light ascending.

    Love
    Myra

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