Knowing
by Joseph Robertson on Nov.29, 2009,
under Books, English, Nesting : expansions . . ., Notebook / Cuaderno, Poetry
You are like satin, spilling
over every edge, wanton
consequential though seeming transient
a bond hewn of azure
indigo, and salt,
a hint of the unknown
& the beyond
sifting through joys and hollows
at the first raw glint of morning…
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