A Hundred Gourds 5:2 March 2016

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my husband
lowers the flag to half-mast –
without asking
he tells me the man I married
died in Afghanistan

space Susan Burch - USA
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piercing raindrops
i touch
the coffee bubbles
before they burst

space Ramesh Anand - India
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    unable to choose
between reading
or Takuboku
I take my coffee black

space Don Miller - USA
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no poems written today
only conspiracy
watched with wide-eyed wonder
as goldfish swim away

space Thomas James Martin - USA
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  I have fallen
in love with music –
yet words
purr about my ankles
hoping for a home

space Jenny Ward Angyal - USA
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    I spend months
        learning to tune
my instrument …
a fakir down the street
is one with his ektara

space Kala Ramesh - India
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