This VisitorA Poem by Onoma
this outward thrust that visits us--
after cold buckles when the its interminable rites have been read. this visitor--right from the heart, going right for the heart...throws us into that central fire. April is concomitant with the abrupt feel of flame, all dormancy goes up.
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Added on April 16, 2024 Last Updated on April 16, 2024 |