Friday, January 22, 2021

POEM/ ARK

 

 The Birth of Moses

 

I need an ark,

pure as paper

before the poem,

to celebrate

my ostrich-moments!

to dream beyond the Niles,

to find a Moses deep within me!

 

 

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