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Candle rising to its feet
fed by cake of snow
and calendar Pioneer
numeral Glyph of self
Bookmark to place
within memory Here
the first smile Here
the first step First
word First school First
remembered loneliness
First good kiss One
a visitation A thumb
Freshly downed arrow
A lamppost to circle
If all else goes to crumb
look at this pillar this
elevator shaft with open
doors Read the plaque
that says You invented
a new way to invite air
into body You were bark
trunk birdhouse bird worm
You are flight You are
flying Here is the place
you whispernamed Liftoff
Happy New Year, Hannah. Best wishes to you and yours.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year to you, too, Maureen!!
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Dave! Nice to see you. Trying to brush some off the cobwebs off this thing. Happy New Year!
DeleteIs it OK to quote from and link to it? I ask because I know you sometimes subsequently make posts private so you can submit the poems for publication elsewhere.
DeleteDave, you are more than welcome to! Thank you for asking/reading/sharing ❤️.
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