FLICKERS:LARYALEE FRASER

 

As night slowly licks
the upturned bowl of twilight


drops of amber day
fall on shadow-crusted hills


and slide between layers
of earth-dreams.


In the warmth of dawn
they'll rise
on vapor candles


to greet the sun.


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Background image by Kabir Kashyap Web graphics and design by Smita Maitra

 

 

 

 

 

 

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