Poems

SuviAnne Callums

I realized then: This was the danger, the swan song of love.

Tangled in a web of pleasure — wisdom snaps the threads. In one moment of clarity, freedom dances in the light.

A poem about writing and the tools of the craft.

The blood moon rises.

This poem, written during the COVID-19 Pandemic, was published in 2020.

Inspiration by the author.