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Easy Boys

watered terrace with rain

. . .

a comforting pattern

that raised ice-cubes

in night’s cool black blanket

–where sorrow stood sentinel,

& memory kept

breathing books.

 

 

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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