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Still alive?
Yes. But she doesn’t smile back.
A good person
who gets worn down.
It’s not a theme, it’s a problem.
We come and go.
But doesn’t goodness require one
to keep up? To not give in?
Or is it just the hope to do no harm.
She walks to the corner of the field.
The past? Nothing. New people,
nothing.
She sees him, but she doesn’t know him.
She’s wearing his coat.
the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
1 comment:
But doesn’t goodness require one
to keep up?
Kate manages to say only what is absolutely at the core of everything, what is true. I value her work.
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