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written by: Dr. MOLLY JOSEPH


the moon, a high arc
the woods in a bath
in bluish white
foliage dark glazing
in cool filtered moon
from yonder bamboo
forests, the wind plays the flute...
it wafts in thorough blossoms
of wild Blackboard tree...

heavens come down
to kiss the earth...

there they stand
the girl, the deer,
absorbed in each other...

a bonding so sublime
etched on the lake so serene
nature, woman merging,

Dr Molly Joseph

Dr Molly Joseph

Dr. Molly Joseph had her specialization in Post War American Poetry (that of William Carlos Williams). She retired as HOD, Dept. of English, St.Xavier's College, Aluva, Kerala and now works as Professor Communicative English FISAT, Kerala. She has published five books of poems: Aching Melodies, Patridge Publications (2013); Autumn Leaves, Authors Press (2015); December Dews, Authors Press (2017); Myna's Musings, Authors Press (2017); Firefly Flickers (2018); and a novel: Hidumbi (2018).
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