A Hundred Gourds 2:3 June 2013
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as she holds
her stillborn…
the crescent moon
cradling darkness

spaceChase Fire - USA
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  silver-edged darkness
of the blue pines on the hill
such beauty
the moon pours out on the night
our first-born died

spaceSonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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    silver moon fish
dancing on the pond’s
dark eye –
this need to shift my gaze
when the wind is up

spaceJenny Ward Angyal - USA
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after the rain
a few spots of rust
on the new moss
my love was not enough
to keep you in this world

spaceMargaret Chula - USA
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  the heavy snow melting
a clump of bending bamboos
stands straight
we pull ourselves together
in dark days

spaceNu Quang - USA
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