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When the grid goes out
one tealight coaches me how
to breathe the next breath.
About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
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Comments (4)
ah, my mind just lights up, reading this! well done
One of my earliest memories was losing power after a bad ice storm, and hunkering down with blankets and candles. I dig this short little poem. Feels cozy, and reminds me that when the superficialities of our modern world are stripped away, life paradoxically feels a lot fuller.
Nice!
Oh no, I hate when that happens at night and in the cold. Great haiku, Natasha!