Big Tent Gong Poem 3 Based on rob mclennan’s wild horses, the poem, “rereading paige ackerson-kiely on the plane back to Edmonton”
if this delay were darkness
whistling down the morning
star from the east
does not always bring
the promise of light
nor
do
tears
on your cheeks
drying too fast to
be caught
by strands of moonlight’s net
I could have sworn I left a comment on this yesterday! Perhaps I did something wrong with the word verification. The poem is beautiful - I particulary like "strands of moonlight's net."
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