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is it the Moon, or
a piece of folded flatbread
consumed in cycles
night after night; indulgence
swallowing unsung dark chunks
departing planets
interpretations galore
a sigh of relief
trust that life is good – no more
shocks as someone told us so

These are both wonderful! My favourite is the first one.
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome.
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Amazing taiga, Reena! These are exceptional poems. Thanks so much for writing poetry with me again. ☺️
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Thank you, Colleen!
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You’re welcome.
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Awesome
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Thanks! Do you also see a roti or naan in the image?
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Oh yes!
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😀
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They are both good, but that first one – Whew! Perfection
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You made my day, Violet! 😀
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Both of these are great, Reena!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Brilliant analogy ..the moon ..folded flatbread. Well done, Reena
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Thank you, Suzette!
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