When the call comes
I’m convinced my trust is not enough yet
And I can see yet forever
The roots defy the tide
But the tide is rooted in 100 bijillion gallons of sea
Somewhere I remember,
and I swallow
May 9, 2008...8:02 pm
The call
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May 10, 2008 at 6:24 am
you know what i think is cool about poetry? the way one tiny line can feel so important. i have been reading and rereading
“And I can see yet forever.”
because i know there is intention behind that italicized yet.
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