Poem by Jan Cronos
A beam of bright a rod of light there is a floral construction like glassy igloos in pallid winter there are huts of flaming shimmer blooming petals that glimmer in the heat of the night when cool water thirst quenches and we sprawl on park benches to take in the radiance of Sol’s streaming might.
The author writes under the pen name Jan Cronos and is based in New York City, USA.
