* SeptemberBY JOANNE KYGER The grasses are light brown and the ocean comes in long shimmering lines under the fleet from last night which dozes now in the early morning Here and there horses graze on somebody’s acreage Strangely, it was not my desire that bade me speak in church to be released but memoryContinue reading “September, 12 Poems : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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MADHU MALTI 