Whom To Sing Poem by Satish Verma
Whom To Sing
The first stitch
of the poem. Painless words.
There was no song.
The lull before the
blast. Buddha bends to pick up
the tangerines.
Deep orange-red
sun rises to name the sin.
There was no saint.
Thursday, November 22, 2018
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12/19/2025 12:36:43 AM # 1.0.0
Who let the dogs in roof roof bow woowwwooo OK I get it good poetry