Night Epiphany
The rhythms of the night,
It opens the door to the light,
We’re guided into the day,
It’s a radiant way.
mother sings a song
i don’t sing along with her
though it blooms the day
June 24, 2026.
Nette Onclaud,
Dovetailing Two Forms Poetry Contest.
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