Saturday, July 7, 2012

A Waterfront Date [sonnet]

May 20th you appeared
I can't see in what year
by time thick fog has cleared
will you & I be here?

May 20th I arrived
on errand unperceived
admittedly I've strived
far more than I've achieved

May 20th we were born
like Plato's severed halves?
when reed from river's torn
a flute now weeps now laughs

May 20th makes us cuspy?
whatever must be must be

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