Lesson in the air,
I wish I was eager to learn.
Eyes shut, mind lock,
Airs' still trying to nudge.
As I inhale,
I am brought back.
When I opened my eyes, no clarity...
But when did I start loving the blur?
Fog, it moves on.
I am no fog.
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Author:
June (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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My comments on the poem "Lesson in the air”
Interesting poem. See my website www.somanragavan.org Section “Slideshows” three files on Anju Panta (PSS-AP1 to PSS-AP3).
Soman Ragavan. 14 September, 2023. //
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