Passing A Sudden Drizzle Kissing The Window Panel Poem by Joan Xie

Passing A Sudden Drizzle Kissing The Window Panel



I don't demand you to fix my solitude do I?
Disentangle the locked hair.
Screw tight.
Of a warned night.
Not a plumber were you
Not that you would risk your limb in a narrow enclosed black tube
To rescue a ball
My ball.


(2019.10.25)

Sunday, November 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts,solitude
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Joan Xie

Joan Xie

Shanghai, China
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