November 16, 2010

Poem moment

And aren't we all so soft and whole

When, as dark plums on a damp night

We fold into our fallen bodies?

Believe it or not, I have, ever so occasionally, written poetry. I wrote this back in high school. A visiting friend actually remembered it. Thanks, John.

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