Poems are not lost
and only melt
if you don't catch them
back into the liquid
from which they came
molecular in theory
you could still sieve them
into your cupped hand
or else they will coalesce
for another dipping poet
on another day
This is so lovely, and maybe poets are never lost either.
ReplyDeleteOr perhaps poets are always lost? xxM
DeleteGreat poem:-)
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