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in
the poem
in
the poem
make
everything myself
spring
rain
and
blaze
of
the late season
the
animals
tender
and lusting
hunger
devours some
but
there are always others
in
the story
there's
all of this plotting
twists
of a turn
just
a trail of light to come home
Love that 'just a trail of a light to come home' to wrap it all up 'in the poem' - fab ending!
ReplyDeleteVery fine edge. Terrific.
ReplyDeleteThat ending started a beginning.
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