By Arvinder Kaur

dabbing

on my charcoal drawing

something of you

in each contour

Arvinder Kaur

cold moon

one more silhouette

mingles into fog

Arvinder Kaur

leaves drop

each one goes down

with a dance

Arvinder Kaur

By D. V. Rozic

In the Pasture

I was in my mother's arms, the raindrops pounding on our black umbrella, just above my head. Her left arm around me, holding the umbrella as well. In her right hand she held a rope tied to the head of our cow.

on the rope

connecting us with the cow

rainbow raindrops

D. V. Rozic

By Bhawana Upadhyay

nonstop tears

in the mind of drought

dissolving memories

Bhawana Upadhyay

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

a pair of doves

singing at my window —

calling for seeds

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă