Published in International Journal on Multicultural Literature (IJML) 8.1 (Jan. 2018)
An Episteme
An Episteme
All dissolves ’midst all
’tis the magic truth!
O night, touch thou
wand of dark silence
on my eyelids
to peace!
The golden days
glide away
cannot be caged
in gilted
coop.
The blue necked bird
flies away
beneath
an infinite blue sky!
All are lost amidst all
’tis the magic of truth!