Tagged: rose

good and evil poem 0

A Rose on Kostenka Street

Poem   Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...

By Any Other Name 0

By Any Other Name

Poem   True, it hadn’t grown a sleek, tall stem. The delicate petals, though vibrant, were easily torn. And thorns…well, who knew they would sprout? Yet it bloomed, against all odds. We furtively watered...