Angela Breyer Essiam

Concrete Poem: The Fire Flower

      I heard on the radio a forest fire in my town I rushed down to see what it was about I saw something shimmer on the edge of the wood as I got closer and there I stood a marvelous thing flickering in the daylight a fire flower but no one believed […]

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