Today, the challenge of NaPoWriMo is to write a poem that reacts both to photography and to words in a language not your own. Begin with a photograph. Now find a poem in a language you don’t know. Ignore any accompanying English translation (maybe cover it up, or...
thunderous waves never plundered my spirits neither hurricane ravaged my vigour dusk never dawned encumbrance for darkness shrouded my existence unscathed by the disparaging world I was wounded only one time but contusions spurn to heal I’ve been in pain ever since…...
The sun was bright, but there was no light. The sky was clear, yet my mind was gripped with fear. The birds were flying, but my heart was crying. The day was new, yet my hopes were few. My heart was full, my spirits were low, My mind was numb, it got a blow. My...
