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The Gist Of

My poem "The Gist Of"published in Galaxy issue of November.

An Excerpt



I am waiting for
the next word fall on my ears,
faces, talks, relaxing on grounds,
where will they dwell
where will I place them
to name it as to exist, if.
A loud slogan, a public meet
I want to hear them all
for the sake of muse, ever present.
 


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moon again behind
the hills what
myth I build on my story


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a star out of canvas
I am 
here with truth


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few stars in sky
and angles in and out 
can't locate more

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