Tanka by Mary Kendall

who am I
to judge you
without knowing
why you built
your fence?

***

words grow muted
and hearing diminished –
I begin to tiptoe
along the lonely curve
of inner silence

This tanka first appeared in Ekphrastic, a Journal of Writing and Art about Art and Writing, 9/2/16

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