Now And Then Poem by Bill Grace

Now And Then

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Every now and then
I write poetry.
It happens between intervals
when the gnat size black flecks
on my cheek
from the head phones
have not been identified,
and a thousand other things
about which
the world does not take notice.

Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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