Poems

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  • Two Poems

    We were sitting and eating
  • Two Poems

    Sometimes the mist our mothers walk through
  • Three Long Years

    it takes to train a sheepdog. Not all are candidates, the culling starts early.
  • Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure

    Adila watches as evening falls
  • Two Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure

    In the first three days I heard my mother