My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille – 5 – World Poetry Day – Melt In the graveyard, final moments melt like kisses on eyelids of the dead; sods of earth melt like shadows into the darkness of the grave. A small child, wandering between legs of adults, coats and trousers flapping in the […]
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