This week’s prompt was “What does spring taste like”, and wow, did I get some delicious responses! From ‘black coffee’ to ‘ ice melting into a mountain stream’, the poetic possibilities were endless. And yet, I had to pick only one. Lemon, mint and ginger. Healing that stings and soothes. It reminds me ofContinue reading “The Ghazal Project: Week Two”
Poems require reading to stay alive. They require palms to enclose them in & pockets to keep them safe. Open your palms and empty your pockets. These poems are waiting for you.