winter
sea
—
a
fair-weather flag
ragged by wind
Mirela Brăilean
classical dance
the divine proportion—
she once talked
of a blooming lotus
on
a stone buddha's lap
Milan
Rajkumar
nomadland
between a cactus
and a singing stone
having dinner on clay plates
with a stranger
Mircea Moldovan
fin-
gers
once
straight
and
branch-
es
new-
ly
bare
Michael Nickels-Wisdom