Polonius' Dilemma Poem by Michael A Arnold

Polonius' Dilemma



I heard the trailing west wind
sweeping through empty streets,
while little pools of rain muttered
like Orestes at his crucial moment
I decided I'd do it, I'd step out.

Saturday, March 5, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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