Thursday, December 18, 2014

Poetry

"USED (twice used) and
a certain blue book
hold promise for the next day when 
the new old self taps
her foot carefully
into the joyous echos 
of discovery."

I wrote this eight(?!) years ago.  It was originally part of poem that hadn't taken off like I'd hoped, but I really liked this stanza, and I guess it does sort of stand on its own.  Anyway.  Every so often, the part of this poem resurfaces in my brain.  This morning was one of those days.  And I thought, you know, I think it's time this poem sees the light of the internet beyond my f-listed livejournal. :)

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