No Friend, But Was A Stranger Poem by james watkin
No Friend, But Was A Stranger
No friend, but was a stranger
Blew, neutral-faced, by.
Strewn, with a newspaper's sameness
To a careless eye.
No heart, for a book, in bed
Pored o'er nights throughout
But first as shop-locked, dark-shelved
But hinted about.
Tuesday, February 14, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: stranger
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7/24/2025 4:14:02 PM # 1.0.0
very cool