spring rain
i fold my mom's smile
into paper boats
—Manasa Reddy Chichili
crimson poppy
there will always be life
among the rubble
—Mark Gilbert
خشخاش قرمزي
توجد حياة دائما
بين الأنقاض
—Arabic translation: Fatma Zohra Habis
Mid-west cornfield
the slow twirl
of a windmill
—Ravi Kiran
braking reflex
a crow's shadow
crosses the road
—Ravi Kiran
river stroll
salmon leap from cloud
to cloud
—Chen-ou Liu
Mother's farewell
lasts far into my first night ...
Taiwan, lone island
seen through the airplane window
as my lower lip trembles
—Chen-ou Liu
sensei orders
more colors from E-bay —
autumn begins
—Kanchan Chatterjee
deep summer . . .
in my tenth-floor apartment
no scent of jasmine
—Kanchan Chatterjee
the same sky...
a rainbow crosses
the border post
—Oscar Luparia
clear night
from star to star
with our fingers
—Oscar Luparia
bare ankles
flecked with blossom
early sunrise
—Joanna Ashwell
cornflower lane
the easy drift
of conversation
—Joanna Ashwell
morning dew...
slug trails
on the fairway
— Nancy Brady
Flag Day...
irises waving
in the wind
— Nancy Brady
strawberry shampoo suds
circling the drain
at long last
learning to care
for myself
—Kelly Sargent
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