The Play Realms, This Eve Poem by james watkin

The Play Realms, This Eve



Realms, warmed of what blew through
Of joyousness
As deep, this eve, befogged
Plunged fathomless

Leave but a high frollicked
Sky-flung about
Leg and arm, for recall
Sticking up out.

Wednesday, March 8, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood,eve,memory
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