seclusion
the framed sea
at
its window
Carmela Marino
summer dusk
crickets start to sing
calling
the fireflies to light up
the moonless night
Lisbeth Ho
full moon
I scoop it from sugar syrup
Rasgulla
*
Nudurupati
Nagasri
* Ball-shaped sweet made with curdled milk and sugar syrup
evening falls
sometimes it happens
I am afraid
Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo