Tanka # 149

From my pierced chest
the days are leaking…
as I walk
a thin stream of clouds
behind me trails


Light foot
I travel to you
on the sounds
of my beating heart


Tanka # 148

The candle burns…
with her light
I write your name
on the eyelids
of the night


La chandelle brule…
avec sa lumière
j’écris ton nom
sur les paupières
de la nuit


The night is silent…
once again
I’m calling you
from a window
in my heart