gloaming
what may be
my last autumn sea
—Bona M. Santos
Cradled Moon.
Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.
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placid morning
out of my tea cup rim
a flock of ducks
—Bona M. Santos
breaking dawn
I let go of making sense
of your silence
—Bona M. Santos
Wednesday, February 26, 2025
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