Tanka Journal poet

Yvonne Vinstra

1 poem in Issue 6

In their own words

Some of my fondest memories are of my days in the theatre when I was young. I was an apprentice at a summer stock theatre, working backstage and playing bit parts from time to time. I worked there with professionals for three years and acted a lot with the Detroit Civic Center Theatre. I taught Creative Dramatics to children and teenagers as a special activities instructor for the Detroit Department of Parks and Recreation and later conducted poetry workshops with these students as well.

I learned a lot about poetry, which began as just a hobby, from participating in poetry workshops through the years, facilitated by several prominent poets, and I participate in poetry readings at different venues from time to time. Some of my poems have been published in various newspapers and journals.

I was a volunteer with a no-kill animal rescue for a few years till it disbanded and I work occ …

This biography was shortened by the journal’s old submission system.

WHISPERINGYet another ripin ears of fading flowerson my washed nightgown,death’s whisper in the winter.Arms of the gown cling to me.