…the earth, all bowed by the night chill, awoke
and opened wide on the first touch of sunlight.
My kaliedoscope of colours coalesced
and in the deepest furrow of this land I ploughed
I unearthed a sovereign.
From the poem Zoetrope – to read the complete poem and POST COMMENTS go to
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