Lucius Furius


Reservoir (Night) - Poem by Lucius Furius

It was cold.
Night.
January, I think.
I was wearing long underwear.
I went to the reservoir and played my recorder.
A hope I'd been hoping was done.
I played for the trees and the fish.
Quiet songs.
They eased my heart.

Topic(s) of this poem: alone, coldness, music

Form: Lyric


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is one of the Humanist Art Homepage, Scraps of Faith poems.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 26, 2017

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 13, 2017


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