I rushed naked
into the late summer rain—
its clear fingers could not touch
the places I most wish
to be cleaned.
Baptism Tanka
September 13, 2011 by Rosemerry
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September 13, 2011 by Rosemerry
I rushed naked
into the late summer rain—
its clear fingers could not touch
the places I most wish
to be cleaned.
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