Tag Archives: Yash Seyedbagheri

Sinking down a country road, swarthiness blends into soft soils on sunny days a kaleidoscope of flame and golden leaves shimmers and sings against pale skies a wall of pines rises swarthiness tucked in needle blankets but even here, thunder rumbles and every time it rumbles lightning flickers it draws closer swarthiness sinks a littleContinue reading “Poetry by Yash Seyedbagheri”