I toss out a line
in hopes it will pull something
from the dark waters.
A small pebble sinks slowly;
my poetry plumbs myself.
(January 1, 2022)
I Have No Fear but Myself
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I toss out a line
in hopes it will pull something
from the dark waters.
A small pebble sinks slowly;
my poetry plumbs myself.
(January 1, 2022)
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