Fragmented
woman, hold this space and time
and keep it in thy special place
and make it matter, more than enough
the simple spaces where the laughter
ought to have been, and is
still stands within the heartloop
within the rythum dancings
and when communal grief, hits you again
be within it long enoug to count it
and then,
move on.
Copyright © Birrell Garnett | Year Posted 2006
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