Tanka
Oh, writing Tanka, following AC's new Guide.. Here they are good or bad.
Walking through the snow
it squeaks under my black boots;
I tighten my coat
however when I reach you
there's no coolness in your arms
Snow tops the feeder
before I add fresh birdseed;
the brave nuthatch waits
unconcerned about my size;
sure of his heroic heart
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