Singular Prism by Kathleen Roxby

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Refractions

JOY OF LOVE

I have felt the loneliness of the heart. It can only be calmed by the presence of love.

Glass Rain

WE WATCHED THE TIRED SUN GO DOWN

...Just now beyond the forest green rim of hills they crouch—

Through the Looking Glass

FAMILIAR STREETS

I know these streets their names which run east-west, which stretch north-south...Yet I feel lost...

Shadows

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Another Spectrum

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SPLINTERS FOR AUGUST 2025

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JOY OF LOVE

WE WATCHED THE TIRED SUN GO DOWN

FAMILIAR STREETS

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