Answer:
where the sun rises
and where it sets
the things I learn first
in each place I come live ,
making my home between them
here is a tanaka poem hope you find it easy
Step-by-step explanation:
Snow-covered pine trees
like the frozen pathway home,
but we turn away.
The world is a lake of ice.
and we have one warm hand each
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