Tanka Journal poet

Mary Crane Fahey

6 poems in Issue 3, Issue 4, Issue 5, Issue 6, Issue 8

In their own words

Mary Crane Fahey is an educator and writer who lives on the shores of beautiful Lake Winnipesaukee in New Hampshire. After thirty-five years as an educator, she has turned her energies into becoming the poet she always knew she wanted to be.

closet door ajarpale pink coat swings loose, aloneher sweet life witnessedon wooden hanger. She speaksstill to us. Be strong, my girls
DaffodilsDaffodils, smudgesOf yellow blooming sturdyThrough spring's first whispersSplintering winter darknessWelcome burgeoning shards of light
InevitableTears well, spill over, bathingYour grief, fierce and wild,In liquid sorrow, mourningYour heart's brokenheartedness.
Mourning's ragged depthsTears well, spill over, bathingYour grief, fierce and wildLiquid sorrow, lamentingYour heart's brokenheartedness
Scarlet red bee balmHummingbird hovers, perchesOn spiky hairdosSummoning the butterflyAnd buzzing pollinator
Sweet scented May BellsUnder lilac's shade blossomBell shaped jewels, lucent whiteA bed of violets creeps closeIn vernal companionship