- as words fly

chill night
a war siren adds
to the newborn’s cry

_{Bipasha Majumder (De), India}

a refugee’s stare
the sound of winter wind
caught in barbed wire

_{Chen-ou Liu, Canada}

barred window
each square
with its shade of blue

_{Hynek Koziol, Czechia}

holding still
an old grief…
late night drizzle

_{Hifsa Ashraf, Pakistan}

from a distance
a deer’s wilting call,
almost an echo …
a moaning so deep
I’m restless through the night

_{Kala Ramesh, India}

last night
winter sculpted art
in hoarfrost
last night fear of losing you
bloomed inside me like a bruise

_{Farah Ali, UK}

she sighs again
those kicks, flutters, rolls
…then nothing
I turn to gaze out the window
beneath a bare winter sky

_{Chen-ou Liu, Canada}