The Howling Owl
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The Howling Owl


Burn, Forever

Prose Poetry

She dawns with a teenager’s naïve orange blush. The saffron tint growing brighter as the sun’s bold gaze impudently undresses the sky into naked blue.

There’s a band along the horizon. Like a painter has stippled the colors, blending them in artlessly, unsure of which side to give preference to.



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Paroma Sen

“Do not go gentle into that good night, but rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light.”