Ancient cathedral:
pews & altar
long gone.
Cold air creeps
through cracks
to flicker candles,
Candles lit for
those long dead —
though long remembered —
on a cold, winter day.
Candles [Free Verse]
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Tiger Riding for Beginners 
Very soothing and relaing such that the harsh consonants seem softened.
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I like the way this poem moves down through the stanzas, almost like descending a rickety spiral staircase or mirroring weaving through the pews it describes. You did an excellent job of creating a piece that reflects the image it was based on without leaning into trope or cliche.
Through its vividness, I was able to picture the scene without the photo (I didn’t even notice there was one at first)!
Wonderful work 🙂
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thank you very much
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