Out Little Hollow Poem by james watkin
Out Little Hollow
Out Little Hollow
Out Childhood, snug
The timbre - the true
Joy-dialect.
So strong, the echoes, these hours
Foreign to it, detect.
Late the pubescent
Tornado change
Vicious outer world
Re-hatched into
No sighs, for dove's fallen state
From that bird of prey's view!
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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