beneath the burnt out sky

a black-clad harridan sits in the parvis
gazes into the dark sky with watery eyes
knobby yellow fingers stick out from mittens
like tilted candles on the requiem stone

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29 thoughts on “beneath the burnt out sky

  1. Thank you, Tetiana, for words that rise from the page. You are a true imagist! Well done. Thank youtoo, for the support on my “Poet” blog post, a story of love and hate, of destruction and creativity – and true, at that! Blessings, Will.

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    • And thank you for visiting with us, Will! You are so right about Tati being a true imagist. I think her poetry has only been getting better and better and better these last few years!

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