“all hopes there, so close to each other, are pulled into the void every night; when a band of pale twinkles milking… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“nothing is lifeless when the moon writes its screed on the silvern sand silence -From the poem:"The Universe In Blossom” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“from the prose poem "The Universe Thrums on regardless" in my book SPAN. We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
