MY POEM TODAY coincides with the daily breaking news. More disasters, hunger among children caught in the havoc of war. One gets up from bed, looks out of the window—another gloomy day, overcast sky, chilly, too, for the last hurrah of summer.
The golden light glistening on a black birch...
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