Leaving

Here is a poem I wrote for a class last quarter. It is a tanka, which was popular in Japan in the 10th century. If you're curious about it, look it up here:  (tanka)  I got to read a whole book of them, which actually kind of rocked my poetic world. The book, "The Kokinshu" is magnificent and I recommend it to anyone interested in poetry or other cultures.     Here is my poem:

Leaving

shy mountain didn’t know

I watched her shrug off tattered

old mist while you still

slept I had to reach for her
peeking mounds of pale new snow