I returned
to the old books
because
I could not remember
their stories
what a decade does
the characters
so very different
I could not
reread the pages
I had once found
myself in
what decade does
Tag: poem
time
unfolding
flower buds
then petals
time unfolding
it is time
moving to dust
time, unfolding backwards
am i the dust
petal
time
wildly
no one says to the cool rain,
“show me how to rejoice.”
children’s laughter
and bird song
wildly, wildly
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