Tankas for what Comes Together
At the seashore, wind
almost lifts our spindrift bodies,
sand scrapes our skin.
Let that sleek seal beat back the waves—
thunder amasses in cloud.
I do not believe in the failure of caring
for each other. How
can I when the cascading waves
gather us all in the rise?
From Last Days by Tamiko Beyer. Copyright © 2021 by Tamiko Beyer. Reprinted with the permission of the Permissions Company, LLC on behalf of Alice James Books.