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A Hundred Gourds 3:4 September 2014

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through eyes of the house
he watches clouds pass
and polish the sky
feeling the weather’s lure
he travels in his mind’s eye

space Pat Tompkins - USA
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  whenever
a train passes by
I stop
to count the wagons –
the child in me still alive

space Kumarendra Mallick - India
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    Crowded subway –
the many selves
in each of us
at the windows
of our faces

space George Swede - Canada
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clean windows
a cliché I know
yet somehow now
my journey’s path
seems very clear

space Barbara A. Taylor - Australia
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  pushing my father
asleep in his wheelchair
I give thanks –
a thrush in the birdbath,
a bed of blooming roses

space Anne Curran - New Zealand
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    the fading red
of a solitary bloom ...
she still folds
his handkerchief
the way he liked

space Paresh Tiwari - India
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