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we built a bonfire
of your life after you died
which fell as wood smoke
and the sound of ripe plums
landing in the wasp grass
Traditional tanga

I would like to share a little insight on this tanka composed by Sara Winteridge. Sara writes "I still remember the day of the funeral, the whole village following the coffin, the bonfire of her possessions, fighting the wasps for bursting Victoria plums and some forgotten bullets from WWII going off inside a burning drawer." Sara wrote this tanka about her Great Grandmother . . . an'ya, editor

haiku: Sara Winteridge
haiga:
Mary Rodning
Translation:
Hirome Inoue
Calligraphy:
Shisen
Flute Music:
Choshi

Sara's biography

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nare shishite yakeba kemurito kuzuretari
ureshi sumomono noni ochiru oto