Ken Rone Poet Tanka

Dry Goods Store '62

The scent of linen,
Slacks, creams, leather. Mellow tunes.
Soft muted bustle.

	We move promptly to our quest.
	In the purse, Mom’s hard won cash.
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The shoe department...
Always with my size and style.
The well-groomed salesman,

	His warm charm sooths my unease
	At the cold chrome size device.
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Brylcreem, tweed, Old Spice.
Soft caring hands hold my feet.
New shoes. Perfect fit.

	And now, such memories past
	Bring warm solace to my years.


* Reworked version submitted in tanka format.

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Joseph P. DiMino January 7, 2022 at 7:09 PM I know, everything was a charming adventure, when we were young...so nicely remembered and brought to mind for us to share. Had to read this one again. Thank you. Joe. Ken Rone January 8, 2022 at 4:27 PM Thanks so much for the double Joe. Yes, aroma, taste, auditory reflection provide that magic carpet ride to the past, even some visuals like Xmas cookies; trees with green speckles in a foil-lined basket beckoning.

Kim Rodrigues January 7, 2022 at 10:02 AM All goods can be grasped in this imagery-filled delight! Ken Rone January 8, 2022 at 4:30 PM Yes, indelibly woven into the fabric of our lives. Thanks Kim (and congrats on your Anthology entries!!) - Ken

Joseph P. DiMino December 25, 2021 at 2:47 AM Very nice, Ken; well done. The revelry was a pleasant escape from our present riot. Great write!

Deb M December 21, 2021 at 8:07 AM Hi Ken….. a beautiful poem. Enjoyed! Debx Ken Rone December 21, 2021 at 8:47 AM It is so nice to see that you dropped in. I'm of a generation where those specific memories are sooo imprinted. In fact, at that very store, my 6th grade teacher workrd the evening shift in the men's/boy's department to help supplement his teachers salary. The times I encountered him there were awkward for the both of us....me because it was so out-of-context and he due to his financial constraint. - Ken

L Milton Hankins December 17, 2021 at 8:40 PM Beautifully written, Ken. Kudos to you. Write more for us her on the Soup. Ken Rone January 8, 2022 at 4:32 PM Thanks Milt. I've been a Souper for nearly 11 months and ow much to your guidance and encouragement.