Leave Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
Leave
me hanging there...like laundry
flapping and snapping in the wind....
been
breezy here..
.those
spiky redwood things.
.whatever they're called....
something
else
to
look up..
welcoming
the
diversion...
they're all over the deck...
.and
impaling hardy and tender growing things....
tiny sforzandos
...I marvel at their random tenacity...
and
gently, carefully pick each one free...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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