114/365 || One Last Conversation with Winter Moon

Three days after posting the "Twelve Conversations with the Winter Moon" a new tanka emerged in my notebooks. At the risk of going back and editing a finished post, for the sake of coherent chronological records I'll leave the individual thirteenth verse as an isolated post. Maybe if in the near future a formal publication is achieved, the official title will become "Thirteen Conversations with the Winter Moon." Somehow the association of the number thirteen works well with our satellite.

••• Unexpectedly,
your image returns at night
when I least expect
it: a cliched metaphor
in endless repetitions.