For before the moment
and after,
when nothing better
is on,
when all you can do is think
over and down
into everything small that went wrong,
into everything leaving you bothered,
intrigued, or simply at losses and odds -
in these loose, lossy intervals, ages ago,
we finally discovered our gods.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Saturday, October 09, 2021
recreation myth
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