Join us July 2nd at the Unnamed  Poetry Group! 

This month’s topic is Summer Solstice Seeds.

We’ll be sparking poetic seeds of rhymings, musings, bewilderments, and longings during the free-write.  And of course, we read, inquire about, and share poems together too.

Fireworks By: Edith Sitwell

Pink faces—(worlds or flowers or seas or stars),
You all alike are patterned with hot bars

Of coloured light; and falling where I stand,
The sharp and rainbow splinters from the band

Seem fireworks, splinters of the Infinite—
(Glitter of leaves the echoes). And the night

Will weld this dust of bright Infinity
To forms that we may touch and call and see:—

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