Green in the Time of Virus
A Poem by Gunilla Norris
What we speak becomes the house we live in. –Hafiz
Green as in foolish, innocent and very young.
Green as in never caring when things take a turn
into nowhere again and keep on keeping on.
So many are dying, so many now bereft.
Green as the over-sweeticing on the gift cake
someone brought me with all the candles burning
and many more for years to grow. Green a…
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