A Hundred Gourds 2:4 September 2013
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misunderstanding –
we speak at cross purposes
sure in our stance;
on this mid-summer night
the bed is cold

space Adelaide B. Shaw - USA
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  all afternoon
alone in winter gardens
how cold she has become
from his silent treatment

space André Surridge - New Zealand
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    the sun, too,
must be weak and pale
this winter morning;
neither of us rising
above the cold horizon

space M. Kei - USA
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And it was going to snow –
on a wet, black bough
almost to earth

space Steven Carter - USA
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  the slow waltz
of a few snowflakes
by my window…
how many of his gestures
have I overlooked

space Lauren Mayhew - USA
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