The listening, or: Burrowing of the mole

A deep tanka

eyes closed, I focus
downwards into meaning's depths
~experiencing~
hearing others burrowing
listening below surface

d’Verse Poetics

Prompt: The Print the Whales Make

The above tanka is my response to the d’Verse challenge to write a poem in the first person that compares some trait of ours with something animal.

It should not be a whale, but another creature (mammal, fish, bird, insect, etc.) with which we have something in common. The title should be the animal thing, in the same way Marjorie Saiser chose ‘The Print the Whales Make’.

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