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the wind is cold in my bones
.
my skin crinkles with the gust
urging me to follow
.
and I let go to become
one with the patchwork quilt
of the summer that was
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Note:
This poem has appeared in The Daily Verse segment of The Wise Owl Magazine.
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About the Creator
R.I. Károly
R. I. Károly is a Hungarian author currently based in Germany. Her work explores both poetry and prose in both Hungarian and English.
Her haiku chapbook "We Fall Through" can be purchased as ebook here.
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