POETRY
Bloom
But I bloom like a flower:/ Soft and strong.
Photo: Collected
Winter winds sing ceaseless songs
I'm swayed, unclothed
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The music swoops me
Into the eye of the storm
But I sow myself like a shrub:
Supple and staunch.
The music grows louder
Than my throbbing eardrums,
But I bloom like a flower:
Soft and strong.
Avalanches bury me
Into the pits of the ground
But I bloom, delicate and deadly,
Like Poppy blossoms.
Tashfia Ahmed is an educator, poet and contributor for Star Books and Literature. She teaches English at Scholastica school.
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