Framing The Sun Poem by RIC BASTASA

Framing The Sun



with your hands
you frame the sun
you stare at it
you know what
happens next

too much light
too small a grasp
too much sun
too small a mind

do you remember
how the balloon
burst? i shiver
to the sound of
your explosion

there are shatters
of memories
left on the ground
but not calling for help

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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