Open Renga Session
Through the cold ether
we can talk, who has never
once seen each other
( Gregory R Barden)
Weaving words like lace,
we trim the hem of language ...
made kin by our craft
(MAHTAB BANGALEE)
For ether we are live in one roof
beautiful
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