Stretch A Hand Poem by RIC BASTASA

Stretch A Hand

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when i stretch a hand
to touch your confusion
thinking that confusion is coldness
and that my clarity is
a hand of light
i am not really counting some numbers
as though i am rehearsing for a
dance
it just happens and as you call it
just the way it is
it is as spontaneous as rain falling
upon those brown grasses
dying on the mountains.

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RIC BASTASA

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Philippines
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