Friday, April 26, 2019

Paula Hackett writes

Enter Into the Earth

Enter into the earth again
The middle of rhythm 
A pounding sound 
In the back of life  
It keeps me alive 
Almost a feeling
A whisper of memory 
A thought somewhere 
In a mind that 
Has no substance  
A rite of fancy   
A clinging right                 
To exist beyond hope.
hazy memory
Hazy Memory -- Ashar       

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