Petrichor

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A Tanka-style poem

The first drops usher

A cool breeze with petrichor.

A long, greedy breath

I allow before I scurry

To outrun the storm.

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Geethanjali Tanikella
Geethanjali Tanikella

Written by Geethanjali Tanikella

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