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Evening

this day that can't keep hold of itself splits its beams into night fresh shadow lines caught in the confirming glow of streetlights touching pavement like white bones in need of binding Poem composed December 20, 2022

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Harry Horsman

Date: 1/3/2023 5:11:00 PM

The day that cannot keep hold of itself. How brilliant is that. Love it. Brian. all the best my friend.

Brian Sambourne
Date: 1/3/2023 7:23:00 PM

Greetings Harry, I hope that you have recovered + that wellness sparks your every step. Thank you for the affirmative response to my small piece. It was dashed to cellphone posting in 10 minutes, so I can't claim brow-sweat effort. But your thumbs up is certainly valued. All the best, Brian

Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/22/2022 4:50:00 AM

Reads like a good contender to me for the contest. Way to go. I think that it is very creative in its description of day slipping into night. Thanks for sharing and putting a different perspective of the end of a day. Your visit to my page was uplifting. Sara

Brian Sambourne
Date: 12/22/2022 5:30:00 AM

Thank you, Sara. Brian did see merit in my small piece + gave it recognition in his contest. A quick dash of the pen + "Evening" took shape. Look after yourselves. Sincerest regards, Brian