Fast Moving Clouds

Stephen Kuusisto, Letters to Borges

Drinking green tea

As rain comes on

Didn’t you always ache

This way—afternoon

And window?


I was a sick child

My Lord


Rain and bloodstream

So near

In the happenstance


Of lonesome


Fast moving clouds my Lord…

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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