her face a mask of porcelain
and beckons
no trace of emotion lies beneath
her sublime composure
She bows her face a mask of porcelain and beckons no trace of emotion lies beneath her sublime composure Author notespicture photo bucket this was a tanka chain, but i have decided to let the first stanza stand onit'd own, for to say any more serves only to distract this mask of sublime beauty . o no capitalization is used and minimal punctuation , it is contemporary tanka not traditional phrases are short long short long long In a listA contest entry
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