white waterlilies
at
the feet of a bronze Pan
the owl too
rests in stillness by
them
before bowing for a sip
Rita Melissano
peace comes
silent like the dawn
war...so loud
an open market
full
of rattlesnakes
Rita Melissano
going home together
the moon
and
I
Rita Melissano
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