poem: Riding the Earth

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Riding the earth as

we roll down the waves

of rhythm and truth


and dissonance


Victims of current

stirrers of medium

we all have our say

yet we all

fall silent


Ancient and newborn

in one fell swallow

come to our senses

in bitter

sweet night then


dawn we awake

sand on our tongue





First published in ‘Voice of Eve’:






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