Takuboku Ishakawa, one of my favorite tanka poets, wrote tanka in the way many would write a diary. Most of his work was taken directly from a moment in his life with nothing fantastic or unreal added to it.
Fortunately, my life at the moment is not a poetically tragic as Takuboku's was. I am not in a constant state of depression, ill health, or a dilapidating state of poverty. I am your average college student, so while I have no qualms about taking real life events and transforming them into poetry, I made a point to embellish most every story to make more interesting while keeping ahold of the emotion that moment sparked inside of me.
So please enjoy my embellished and slightly fictional tanka diary from my first semester at Millikin University.