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CELIA ANNE GOTH

this is a lonely poem, so sad and so silent, it speaks volumes about getting old, a mother’s life, a mother’s role, of loss of bereavement of nothingness - it is a lovely poem of contrast and vision, of weather, of temperature, of cold and of heat, the passage of time, the cycle of Life.

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