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  10 comments for “Extinguished – A Tanka

  1. July 18, 2020 at 8:20 pm

    I can’t even begin to imagine the feel of that kinda heat. A good poem.


    • Christine Bolton
      July 18, 2020 at 11:08 pm

      Thanks Pat. Years ago I lived in Texas and in August when the temps were in triple digits you would have to run from your car into a store because your skin would burn on that short walk 😳😅

      • July 20, 2020 at 6:34 pm

        Wow! I spent a year in Miami. The heat got to me. I spent half the time dreaming about the changes in seasons in New York. Couldn’t wait to get outta there 😊

      • Christine Bolton
        July 20, 2020 at 8:44 pm

        Yes it’s a toss up between hot and cold. I settled in Florida where I always refused to live 🙄

      • July 20, 2020 at 10:48 pm

        It wasn’t only the heat… But alligators and lizards nah,that was too much, lol!

      • Christine Bolton
        July 20, 2020 at 11:30 pm

        Uh oh! 🤣

  2. July 18, 2020 at 2:00 pm

    It wouldn’t take long to become a human raisin out there I bet. Great atmospheric piece, Christine!

    • Christine Bolton
      July 18, 2020 at 2:10 pm

      Thanks my friend 🥰

      • July 18, 2020 at 3:19 pm

        You’re welcome 🙂

  3. July 17, 2020 at 4:13 pm

    hmm… such salty imagery B)

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