Memory's Avenue Poem by james watkin

Memory's Avenue



Wherever he is blown
Evening shadows on through
With dead leafed numbness is
Memory's Avenue.

This poignant fact, which hour's
Casting of it Moon-dim
Starker, sulk-swirls on and on
With haunted looks grim.

Sunday, March 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,lost
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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