We survive the nightand sing into growing light,coaxing the sun to brighten upour early morning walk.Sparkles reflect in puddles and rills;we marvel at how light spillsfrom branches overheadand feet stamp ghostly musicfrom crackly leaves and twigs. Kim M. Russell, 17th November 2025 It’s Monday again, and we are writing quadrilles, poems of exactly 44 words, […]
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