Afterpresent

Poems written long ago and rummaged into a sequence, tagged by year.

Monday, February 19, 2018

(against) blue winter sleep
the sky blankets frosty eyes
the chapped face of the earth
grins in its age
still
the stars come down to play
in the wrinkles of a mountain lake
Posted by HarlemRiverBelafonte at 12:57 AM
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