Raquel Angel Nagler
The Time Of A Child: The 'Now' - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler
There are mornings, like the childhood of time,
That don't know yet how to count.
All I hear is a murmur: a drizzle of daylight
Trickling 'now' after 'now' on my skin.
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