Dawn, or: Twilight

A Cleave poem

In the form of two Tankas

tall, frosted windows reflecting dawn’s rays
as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories
under cotton clouds opening to rain
marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill
look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals’ ends

How to read a Cleave poem?

Simply:

  1. Read the left hand poem as a first discrete poem.
  2. Read the right hand poem as a second discrete poem.
  3. Read the whole as a third integrated poem.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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40 thoughts on “Dawn, or: Twilight”

  1. Two Tankas dancing in a Cleave
    Came together perfectly under the direction of David’s Pen
    Autumn says it is Twilight
    Morning Glory somewhat tender still lovely at Dawn

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