July 21.1

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A tenuous rain,
or maybe it’s terse

nuance
is giving me

grief today.
I feel empty,

in both the
sense of hollow

and hungry
and contain

enough hard reversals
that I am as much

a contronym
as refrain,

or apology
persistently ceasing,

sorry I’m not
sorry–

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4 Comments

  1. This is the first of your poems I have read, and when I finished I had the sensation of, “Yes. That’s exactly how I feel today.” I love it when a poet can express an illusive feeling for me that I couldn’t quite nail down myself. Thank you for your eloquence, I look forward to reading your future work!

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    • I love it, as a poet, when I can actually manage to express my elusive feelings– glad this spoke to you, as well, and thanks for stopping by!

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  2. I’ve missed following your posts. It doesn’t help that the ‘like’ button has disappeared from my reader too. ‘Like’.

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