Thursday, March 14, 2013
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I know the crying voice of winds, at night
and our expanding dance on broken glass;
enfolding days and transferring insight,
illuminate our forms while bleeding lasts.
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Sofia Kioroglou
08 March 2016
This is an exquisite write my friend! I am trying to catch up on some reading. Very overwhelmed lately. Lovely work! Best, Sofia
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7/20/2025 12:27:45 AM # 1.0.0
A really powerful poem, with a skilful and flowing rhythm. I like how you build the tension in each stanza, with striking imagery as well. Well done.