To All the Mornings of the World -Quantum Mutata
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I have never felt so warm
As in the months of winter. There is
Something more substantial in the crispness
Of the air and the dryness
Of the trees, something that provokes
My deepest sympathy. As children
We walked through the streets after dark
Watching the drunkards sweep
The sidewalks with their sleeves.
We were not afraid of darkness
Or of shadow,
But only
The silence of our sleep
And the awkwardness of dreams.
Copyright © 1997-2018 by Benjamin Toney. All rights reserved.
Image credit: Central Park Bow Bridge. . . | Francois Roux | United States
Copyright © Benjamin Toney | Year Posted 2018
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