FluteA Poem by Kate
The Indian flute
Cumin turmeric A cooking book Rice on the hob Curry with squash Exotic pots Morning chants From megaphones blast Over mosques lavish with colours Blinding your sight Carpets and rugs woven with An infallible touch Children adults Barefeet on the grass Hemmed in by An ancient craft © 2023 Kate |
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1 Review Added on August 7, 2023 Last Updated on August 7, 2023 AuthorKateCzech RepublicAboutI come from the Czech Republic. I've been studying English for several years (I am just about to finish my studies). I started writing "poetry" that doesn't rhyme in Czech, but one day I lapsed into E.. more..Writing
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