Mar 31, 2024
One of my vivid memories from Boriken is getting caught in a storm on the beach and finding shelter under a coconut tree π΄
Your poem revives those winds that sweep your island.
One of my vivid memories from Boriken is getting caught in a storm on the beach and finding shelter under a coconut tree π΄
Your poem revives those winds that sweep your island.
Author. Tree spirit trapped in human form, I speak for the voiceless: children and the Earth, nature, justice, truth, freedom, love and Palestine. π΅πΈ π