One of two tanka appearing Eucalypt: A Tanka Journal, Issue 28, 2020
in the attic I find your small Wellies with little frog faces— oh, those happy puddles when you were only three
Note: We lived near Hampstead Heath in NW London for a full academic year, 1989-90, with our (then) three year old son, Adam. Oh, how he loved rain puddles and stomping in them in his little green Wellies. Getting exercise each day was never a problem with a child who loved the outdoors no matter what the weather. This poem is for him.
Well, somehow I missed this, a tanka published in Eucalypt, one of the finest tanka journals out there. Eucalypt is published in Australia, the home of a great number of brilliant tanka poets. It’s always a great feeling having a poem published in this journal.
My thanks to Julie Thorndike, the editor.
Eucalypt, Spring issue 2018:
how it begins this love of beauty . . . a little girl touches each coloured heart on grandma’s quilt