Night rain The rain on the window touches something mirrored inside the pane. Separate in our bedrooms we curl to each other and hear the beyond, the out there tomorrow, roaring through the world. | Poem by Paul Bregazzi (Ireland), Published in Issue 28. Paul Bregazzi is a primary school teacher in West Dublin. His poetry has appeared in Crannóg, Revival, Stony Thursday and Skylight 47 poetry journals and online with Southword (The Munster Literature Centre), Shotglass Journal (U.S.) and The Weekenders Magazine (U.S.) |
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