THE POEM Poem by Willem van Toorn
THE POEM
So you may never pass from sight
inside the poem I hold you tight -
the way you walk, the way you lie,
the way your body speaks to me.
In centuries still to be
a face alive and reading might
be bending, the better to see,
over the poem, the words I write
to put you down in black and white.
Monday, March 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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8/29/2026 12:51:48 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Well articulated and nicely penned in beautiful rhyme scheme with conviction. An insightful piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing.