the finished book:
maybe you have a tendency to
keenly feel the cold, the loss
of voice
in seasons that follow
the gathering of the fallen
feathers of poems, of white-dry stories
hard work pressed
between the skins
the sheets of revered trees
the stain of ink and scar
the well-meaning lives
of industrious poets
suddenly out
in the cold
and wondering if they will ever
recover
Deborah
stretched out on the couch
Grafton Ave, Newark, NJ
7:06 pm
Deborah L. Humphreys SC
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