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Oct 2017
The grass clings
to earth―
for a feel of mother.

A tall conifer
sends the message
to sky.

Not hearing―
the cooing of ringdoves
in snow.

Listening to
the swish of a car
on silent road.
Written by
Satsih Verma
97
     ---, Imran Islam and G Rog Rogers
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