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Satsih Verma
Poems
Jun 2022
The Solace of Sadness
Pain of the day. I hurt
myself. You pretend. At first I slip.
Then the snowdrop bends me.
I will not break in
the sounds of love. You listen to the
fall of a vagabond moon in water.
The starved leaves whistle.
Will you talk with the wind? You hear
the voices of the body in hollow land?
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