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STOKING A FLAME
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Satish Verma In raw blackness
you want to find fireflies
in the hedges.
Green on green
I ambush the chill
of a dying moon.
Silently you meditate,
as the fog descends
settling discreetly─
on your thoughts.
A cat jumps the wall
in pursuit of a game.
Why to recall the father's
death. In autumn night
I will break the vow.
