the sound of loss

I can't imagine what loss sounds like, perhaps...

A Land, Broken

I am participating in a Poetry Workshop where we will develop a habit of writing poems. The task for this week was to write an 8-line poem that has 2 quatrains (4 lines each) Being the 14th/15th August, I was inspired to write: When a land is broken by her masters And the pain we forget, … Continue reading A Land, Broken

where light divides

From the International Space Station here is the India-Pakistan border at night. This photograph shows one of the few places on Earth where an international boundary can be seen at night. The winding border between Pakistan and India is lit by security lights that have a distinct orange tone. Source perhaps we hid behind borders because we are … Continue reading where light divides