"Evil Company"
The crows are preening,
while darkness plumes, veiling light;
the hosts are born of error,
and their deeds corrupt—
even the morally sound.
(Chuckling) I'm having too much fun making up Tanka poems for the promotions leading up to the release date of The Arts of Literary Criticism: Thrillers in Tanka, Book 1 – the first issue in my latest series, The Arts.
March 27, 2025, is on the horizon and will be here before we know it, baby. So I'ma keep it goin', you know, by making up Tanka poems that are not included in the book as a bridge gap until the release date.
And we're walking ... And we walkin' ...
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