Wednesday, January 6, 2021

Insatiate

 Insatiate

poem by e.e.cane

Jan. 6, 2021


everything round again 

arms intertwining; 

when first born 

now there's crazy animal 

laughter, 

dancing,

Christmas rain,

cloud kisses in sunlight,

poetry of heaven approaching 

—the insatiate hope 

fire disdains


life assigns darkness to

living to break the dayblind,

the memories in slumber

where everything flowers,

angels weep

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