Shownotes
Return to Light
Gordan Struić
The longest night exhales,
and somewhere beneath the frost
a seed remembers warmth.
I walk through fields
where shadows thin like old thoughts,
each breath a small sunrise.
Inside me,
the dark softens —
becomes room for light again.
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This round, I’m looking for poems about what remains. What stays with us when we experience change? What survives? What do we yearn to carry forward? Send me the poem you wrote and want the world to hear. Also, if you’d like to read your own poem on the podcast, you can. Submit a clear audio file recorded in a quiet space—no perfect studio recording required. And yes, your poem can have been previously published in a literary magazine, in print, or on social media. Submissions close Thursday, October 29. I’ll respond by Wednesday, November 11. Whether I read your poem or you read it yourself, I’d love to hear what you have to share.
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