Stopgap Poem by john o'connell

Stopgap



August sunlight
coupled with carefree breezes
flit through the well dressed oaks
outside of my rectangular window

and illuminate a stopgap
in the ongoing transience
of the seasons and time.

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john o'connell

john o'connell

Limerick, Ireland
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