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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 next tanga Table of Contents
	nare shishite yakeba kemurito kuzuretari ureshi sumomono noni ochiru oto