Wind blows, leaves twirling in invisible cyclones…
World Enters [poem #448]
“World enters, a muck, gathering…”
Sun Gone [poem #447]
A short abstract poem synthesizing winter weather and the inner self that reflects an larger picture. Excerpt: “Boiling sun gone…”
Poetry Reading @CBE Sept. 27th
I read a selection of poems I have been currently working on, plus a few poems I recently published here on my blog.
Sun Glistens (poem #446)
Sun glistens, moments pass, past and passed into and through the wind. Thank you for reading! -Alina