If you ask me about late day shadows…

Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

If you ask me about late day shadows
I can give you an impression—
They are like the face within a face

As with so many things
The fierce beauties…


Poets have much to say
About what we never become
Ruin and river—
The threads in life’s coat


Speak to the weather
Its the oldest artwork of all
On the street in winter
You can see people talking to themselves


I think of Auden’s line: “All we are not stares back at what we are.”
Where is home from here?


With people
Come the hours
And the language of hours
But I prefer the first winter
When shelter was all


Thinking of Auden in Winter Rain…

Funny man
Raise your little fist—
Time says nothing
Water on your wrist

Author: skuusisto

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

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