Tanka · Love
The Cedar Box
folding your letters
into the cedar box, I
keep what keeps, and still
the truest lines you wrote me
are folded into my days
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“The Cedar Box” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/the-cedar-box-tanka
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