BEAUTY FROM ASHES ~BY SARARANI GHUMARE
He’s not done yet, He’s writing beauty into your breath,
Poem on faith
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NIGHT OF THE SCORPION ~BY NISSIM EZEKIEL
I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
HOW DO I LOVE THEE? ~BY ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
AFTER THE SNOW ~BY EMILY SHIPP
After the snow,
A lonely flower tried to grow.
It rose from the ground,
Fighting to be found.
By a girl with braids in her hair,