The Window
The Window...
Here
looking out
looking in
through
my
self:
a transparent orb
stilled in fragile strength---
Here
looking in
looking out
through
my
self:
a quite dormer
revealing and concealing;
a pawn broker
of secrets.
Here
looking out
looking in
through myself.
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2015
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