songs/poetry I know that at last… written by Jana April 11, 2012 From “The Sun” by Marge Piercy: The sun is rising, feel it: the air smells fresh. I cannot look in the sun’s face, its brightness blinds me, but from my own shadow becoming distinct I know that at last it is beginning to grow light. Share this:ShareEmailPinterestFacebookTwitterRedditPrint 0 comment 0 Facebook Twitter Google + Pinterest Jana previous post Twelve hours in Paris next post Twitter Weekly Digest for @janaremy, 2012-04-13 More Posts Like This One Here I am all myself… this is how it works… flash poetry: flower haiku If this is you… I won’t be broken again…. it’s breaking over me… Flash Poetry: An Ode to the return of... my hands are small I know on wolves, coyotes and gentle men Happy Solstice to You! Leave a Comment Cancel Reply Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.