Tanka: Poems in Exile
Jun Fujita's tanka are timeless, still, sad. Written in English, one wonders whether the recurring deserts are in Japan, in America, or in the poet's state of mind: that of a scarecrow flapping in wind. The form is as loose and haunting as modern English-language tanka. - Summary by czandra
Chapters
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