…and 1/2 Poem by Peter S. Quinn

…and 1/2

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Mister darkness has come
With his cold hand
Silhouette cuttings
And flowers of depression

“I’ve a winter rose in my pocket
and many are longing for its real smell
I found it in a garden of dim flowers
That the images of the past gave

I have here within
A moment with a smile
I want to make
Into something with my small hands

Because life is easier
If you know more than you are guessing
With everything that is inside
And still needs to become true

Like I am this for everything
And quite soon not as it would be more remembered
For each this step I gave is a way to be looked at
Of who first finds the smell…

(a summer is leavening inside a garden
of midnight bleaching flowers
pulling away every cherry dream therein
that passed through the hours)


(Inspiration: XXIX, from W [ViVa] by E. E. Cummings)

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