Thursday, January 18, 2018

On Reading Poetry

Its only a moment this reading of a verse or several.
a moment inside a moment
when an unrequited love is awash in tears.
 when a leaf falls and scrabbles before a chill wind.
when a child slams the screen door
 and offers you a handful of brilliant dandelions
 that fade and droop before supper.
or when the sun rises on your despair
 and sets on your contentment.
a moment inside a moment inside a moment.

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