Three poems in which

A (love) poem in which : all corners show

 

A poem in which : a hush 

December’s soft brush-
00Strokes of sunsets
The city, the year winding
000Down

At every loss a
000Little more
Light leached from the world

00000Now wordless, now –

 

A poem in which : a coda 

Or is it
00000if at all? When a pause
All streams still, the land-
00000scapes stay

& the heart it releases its dead

 

 

 Alexander Booth

 

 

 

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