dVerse Poets Pub 10.03.2026
In response to:
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Two Landscapes
The island teaches patience.
Wind combs the volcanic hills
day after day,
as if searching for something
it once lost.
Nothing rushes here.
Even the mountains
sit quietly in their dark bones,
watching centuries pass.
Inside me
another landscape breathes—
a northern lake
locked in winter ice,
skates cutting silver circles
across childhood afternoons.
Snow remembers
what heat forgets.
But here
the ground drinks sunlight instead,
and stubborn green
pushes through dust
after rain.
Two landscapes
living in one body:
one shaped by frost,
one by wind.
Both teaching
how to endure.
— Maggie
The Afterlove Voice 💫
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