For Futures Poem by Josephine Miles

For Futures



When the lights come on at five o'clock on street corners
That is Evolution by the bureau of power,
That is a fine mechanic dealing in futures:
For the sky is wide and warm upon that hour.

Monday, April 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: power,sky
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Josephine Miles

Josephine Miles

Chicago, Illinois
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