Raquel Angel Nagler

Habit (3) - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

The ritual of dinners
Beneath the weight of twilight
The table-cloth,
Soaked with the smell of little dinners,
Around the old man of useless tears:

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

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