Saturday, December 9, 2017

From the Doorway Comments

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The night is covered
in books and papers and child

and I like having him here,
sleeping loose and uninhibited.

The room fills with sleep
and the poor dummy heart

already straining at my seams
makes the tearing sound.

Fear. Or laughter.
Love,

the strangest
of all catastrophes.
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Catherine Barnett
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Bernard F. Asuncion 09 December 2017

Catherine, such a fine poem👍👍👍

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Catherine Barnett

Catherine Barnett

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