Echoes of an unfelt hour

4/11/2023 The day has gotten away from me

More later we hope;-)

Much love,

Echoes of an unfelt hour

Con/Jur/d 4/11/2023

Considering the kind of life we’ve chosen to live “That’s not right,” they said, “poetry doesn’t need to be about any one thing” “I hate the word thing.” How long has it been since these thickets were thrown up? Since we became entangled? Maybe since the first burst of clarity, th…