Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.


	Verbum Sat Sapienti (Word To The Wise!) by Saloni Kaul When those unbearables sizzle unmelting in time-test's hard crucible
	Those early years by Bohdan Yuri I didn't learn much in those early years, just remembered a few essential things, and my middle years were mostly spent convalescing through my hidden fears.
	Withered Age by Nikos Laios On the rocks The withered age lay Collecting barnacles And the flotsam of the sea,

	Another Day by Jan Sand Time calculates With the smallest particles of moments. My clock spits minutes In its assault on my life.
	Chant of the wild birds in my throat by Abigail George My mother never taught me things (mostly nothings). My mother never told me that she loved me. My mother never spoke to me again after she
	Your life against mine by Katerina Charisi You wake up at dawn, your eyes adjust to the pale light. I wake up in the middle of night, eyes burning.
	Touching Finality by Jan Sand The faint scent of death pervades Latter days. There are ways to wave away that trace. Present time strikes one
	Just Passing Through by Nikos Laios I think of the decades Of people that I have know In the streets and suburbs Of my life.
	Salience by Saloni Kaul Submerged coherently in a deluge Deliberations delicately explosive A torrent of semiquaver-like arguments
	The tall man, the thin man, the dark man, the sad man by Abigail George The sea's green eyes watch me with care. I have to get my soul out of here, the river is here now swallowing me whole, meta lost in translation.
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