The Source Poem by Etienne Charilaou

The Source



So many poets now appear
in days of gathering fear.
Too many to read, sadly
but whose glints shine gladly.

The source effulgent drawn upon
to make their varied gleams
would blind anyone gazing on
but such is only as it seems.

Saturday, October 8, 2016
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