Poetry Talk

New post from Janhavi Munde

Pre Renaissance

A cold hand

Running down

the back of your neck

A blow of the

Autumn wind

A turn of the

Pages of your book

A sudden shiver

down your spine

A note played wrong

on the keys of a piano

A darkening of the skies

A thundering of

Zeus’ bolts

A chill along the green

A clenching of the heart

A clenching of the heart

A whisper

A whisper

A sickening

And you know it has come again.

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