The wind shifted today We get a break from the smoke of 32 thousand acres of forest burning and maybe plastic and other toxics too When the fire started the sun turned red Liz looked up and called it a Chinese Lantern as we drove north along the freeway Not knowing what was happening between […]
Poetry Corner: Nina Serrano “The Night After the 4th of July- A Haiku”
No rockets red glare Firecrackers quieted Could hear crickets sing