odour of allspice strips away an age
and distance vanishes within the sight
the hummingbird alone will make its flight
words change we find when set upon a page
and in the forest we may lose the light
odour of allspice strips away an age
this is a measure a firm kind of gauge
telling us that the arc leads straight to night
regardless of how much we claim a right
odour of allspice strips away an age
20 July 2008
eruption of memory
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2 comments:
Fragano, this is a nice one. But then, again, you know I'm a lover of these tight forms
Thanks, Geoffrey. I'm grateful for your comment. I've little idea of what people think, since I get so few.
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