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The Breath of All Summers

Free verse

purple martins return from roosting on high in Brazil and chatter their protection
they know what love is
teachers of trust, swallows of a different kind
our cycles are perennial
each time, we circle this ladder, perhaps we emerge stronger than last
a temple of our own making
focus on the forward, she says, and I believe her, even as we still carry the past



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Samantha Lazar

Poetry, fiction, and essays in celebration of being a Mom, Wife, Educator, Writer, & Lover of Life.