first rays of sun on morning frost . . . I’ll catch the next train
—Anna Eklund-Cheong
Issue 21.1 | 12 April 2021
I love how the last line negates our modern, urban hurry and speaks up for contemplation.
How often do we miss the beauty of morning sun as we rush off to work? Sigh. <3
She took the time to 'Stop and stare.' Delightful.
stepping beyond as this internet lingers a new day
A wonderful poem!
tea leaves in the cup bottom wiped clean
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April 12th, 2021 at 9:27 am
I love how the last line negates our modern, urban hurry and speaks up for contemplation.
April 12th, 2021 at 9:53 am
How often do we miss the beauty of morning sun as we rush off to work? Sigh. <3
April 12th, 2021 at 4:28 pm
She took the time to 'Stop and stare.' Delightful.
April 13th, 2021 at 10:28 am
stepping beyond
as this internet lingers
a new day
April 14th, 2021 at 9:47 pm
A wonderful poem!
tea leaves
in the cup bottom
wiped clean