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Poem: Aurora : Late at night in my younger years, / my father woke me in the middle / of the darkest of nights.
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Poem: sitting on the palatine : This is my ancient city, Rome / beyond the stench of sour days, cowering below…
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Poem: Pema : What stillness brings to me it brings to you, what pain brings to you it brings to me…
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Poem: my fathers lay silent : Why is it you call me to discover a truth you know but cannot share?
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Poem: i wish we understood : i wish we understood (and the world too!)
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Poem: i am unquiet in day : I am alone tonight in darkness, but I stare at its depth.
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Poem: daffodils : I’d sleep…
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Poem: Breathing : let us keep time with aging dances, let us find our heaven in a kiss
Mila (Jacob Stetser)
Mila
is a writer, photographer,
& anything else that interests him.