Exploring the world, one voice at a time.
Posted on 5 June 2019
by J.S. Graustein
~ A Ghazal On the train to Rome, cigar smoke clouds my window; people eat mortadella and a porter sells gum and mints. I travel to a sacred place, discover a broken latch. In prayers of my own device, I have questions. We know…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: ecolinguistics, ecopoetry, folded word, Italy, jeanine stevens, pilgrimage, poems, Poetry, travel poetry, WrittenWordWednesday
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