Trekking

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Satish Verma

In blue dawn
pure truth will hinge on the
personal moons.

I was ready to tell
you all rumors to learn the
art of mimicry.

The air smells of the
masks. Not fakes. Skin dries
up to dew emboss prints.

S74rw4rd-13d's picture

The poem is beautiful,

The poem is beautiful, overall, but that first stanza, and the imagery of the moons, is extremely powerful and striking; what a great lead in to the remaining lines!


Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]