The Lucky Stars are met
across the Milky Way,
crowning you with
the Charms of Capricorn.
Tag: Poetry
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New Sun on Every Day
The dawn has broken
with a profusion of light
bewilderingly bright.
The sun awakes the earth. -
Her Divine Times
For all the times that went by,
she can’t look away and say,
“They are gone away.”
They become her history.
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Into a new beginning
It doesn’t mean anything,
It doesn’t mean anything at all;For all left behind me is fleeting
And it will not make me fall.It doesn’t mean much,
It doesn’t mean much at all;For all left behind me is now out of touch
And it will not catch me once for all. -
Pomp and Circumstance
He bangs the drum and makes a grand entrance,
annoying gentlemen and terrifying ladies
in their fine costumes and sparkling jewels
grimacing at his brave face
radiating his crimson valor to break the silence
sealed in proprieties, the pillar of formalities, the flagpole of vanity fairs.
Forthwith he enters the ballroom full of all eyes and ears
and makes the ether vocal with a rude awakening of wild senses.
Flame, Glass and Ink are Poems, essays, and reading notes by Stefania Joori Suh 
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