The Silence of Your Absence
...These endless no-moon hours
when I am cold and all alone,*
even heaven would desert me
on this darkest of all nights.
The silence of your absence
is measured in my ...
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Categories:
st jacques, loneliness,
Form: Sijo
Cats At Their Bowls Lapping
...Cats At Their Bowls Lapping
This time there’s a postscript:
“If ever I cook dinner for you,
it will be Coquilles St. Jacques
and Jefferson Davis Pie.”
Imagine Angela,
after all these year...
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Categories:
st jacques, nostalgia
Form: Free verse