Thursday, June 20, 2019

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I come out into the garden
As dawn breaks over hills
Columns of smoke go high
From roof tops and mills
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Rajnish Manga 20 June 2019

This is so very cooling- First, it paints a perfect morning landscape with enchanting images. Then, there is analogy with the cycle of life and death. Thanks for such a fine and sweetly rhymed poem.

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Jennifer Birchall 20 June 2019

A thought provoking poem how life changes to death. Thank you.

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Ruta Mohapatra 20 June 2019

Nice imagery, life vanishing like smoke! So true! Thanks for sharing!

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