Night Spinning Poem by Leslie Philibert

Night Spinning



the night is the black down of a yearling
this sky a taunt of trailed stars
let me spin in a frosty lane
head back,
too fast to count
and throw the dark to ground

Sunday, May 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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