Thursday, May 23, 2024

By Rita Melissano

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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