Window Gazing Poem by james watkin

Window Gazing



As far into the night
As longingly deep
Piercing forests, Russian-glum
Wintered over; numb.

The extent one, forlorn
To one so conceived
Will go, reaching out for!
A day, and summer's
When last, through each other's
Heart-hints received!

Sunday, December 4, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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