What I See Is Real Poem by Peter S. Quinn
What I See Is Real
What I see is real
For weigh and weightless thought
Each point of a fixed feel
Of what it was it taught
A pulse beat of the dark
Of every rushing cup
A sky of a waking spark
When dawn in light comes up
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: waking
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