That Space Poem by Randy Resh

That Space



I remember the space
that where
we like to be

calming jittery fingers
paint sculpt writing

indelible intangible
between eternal hours
this
here is now:

leaving the fleeting

Friday, November 2, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: leaving
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Randy Resh

Randy Resh

Toronto, Canada
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