long walk . . .
the desert and I start
to smell the same
—Nicholas Klacsanzky
train tea . . .
a dream steeps
in snowshine
—Nicholas Klacsanzky
Cradled Moon.
Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.
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Congratulations to these talented Cold Moon Journal poets for their 2024 Touchstone Award nominations: Biswajit Mishra Stacy Taylor ...
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returning to yourself at dawn: where was I going? is it still yesterday? Thomas Klodowsky