These poems aren't meant to be a set or anything; I'm just presenting them together because they're very short.

Three Tankas
Tada Chimako, trans. Jeffrey Angles

one narcissus
draws close to another
like the only
two adolescent boys
in the universe

***

the hot water in
the abandoned kettle
slowly cools
still carrying the resentment
of colder water

***

( cut for eye trauma imagery )