lethe

(tanka)

 

behind my house, there

flowed a river, wide, green, smooth,

perhaps cold and deep.

i knew the river’s name but

then i drank of its waters.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Intriguing......I think there is a metaphor in this Tanka. Hmmm....need to think about this one. Lydi**

[annie lee]

I think Lethe is a mythical river of forgetfulness. I studied a lot of mythology when I was younger, reading Latin and researching for essays. Thanks.

[Lydia Shutter]

Aha! Thanks you for letting me know!

[annie lee]

Sure thing.

[Sami Khalil]

A wonderful poem with a great message...Bravo...:>).........................

[annie lee]

Thanks, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:>)