Monday, January 25, 2021

hail and goodbye

A rain of stinging pellets, hard 
upon us from each side, begun 
in sudden chance of rushing course
well-met sincere in gilt remorse:
it's been too long, we'll say, well say.
Until we meet again, someday!
But neither now can linger here.
This day drives us apart, too bright
and clear.

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