Thomas Hooker

Fragments - Poem by Thomas Hooker

Fragments of time,
piling up in the corner,
where will they go

once hurried out
into the snow, the
wind will blow

the ice crystals around,
silently we watch,
our passage,

ready to travel,
across the timber,
advancing through the day,

waiting for a still
winters night to fall
across the starry bay.

Topic(s) of this poem: time

Form: Prose Poem

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Finite expression of time

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 28, 2015

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