Very good, Bob. One of your " room to move" poems. Ultimately quite stark,
stark as a tree in December.
Regards Arthur.
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From: "Bob Cooper" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, October 26, 2003 4:55 PM
Subject: On The Ground Floor
Perhaps I'm writing short-poems-only these days!
And the words between asterix *are meant to be read as in italics.*
Anyway, it's for C & C.
Whaddya think...
On the Ground Floor
*No, I'm a Psychotherapist,
not "A Shrink." I'm here to help,*
he interrupts to say then stares
beyond, out of the window
where there's more light
and the ash tree, its leaves
falling incessantly, so many,
each strand's brief glint in the sun.
Bob Cooper
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