This street, in dawn’s penumbra, lends solace
To one who walks in the absence of sleep.
Angular mist reveals itself beneath street lights
And brushes against a ruminative brow, a pensive ear.
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This is an exceptional poem, shaped with skill and finesse. There is a softness in the poet's voice as though this morning meditation has lifted the fog of 'churning, useless energy' and left in its wake a place of calm awareness 'silence is balm now; emptiness medicinal' Delilah is right. You are a fine wordsmith Gary. It is a privilege to read your work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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This is an exceptional poem, shaped with skill and finesse. There is a softness in the poet's voice as though this morning meditation has lifted the fog of 'churning, useless energy' and left in its wake a place of calm awareness 'silence is balm now; emptiness medicinal' Delilah is right. You are a fine wordsmith Gary. It is a privilege to read your work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥