*
the concept of dripping
is that of falling down
a bit
at a time
.
recurrently
insistently
.
falling leaves me
untouched as
.
I expand
take all the room I can
.
to enjoy this day
not one moment behind
.
contemplating the golden light
within
smearing the mist on me
.
no defeat should cross this
kingdom door today
.
fantasy a window with no curtains
Great poem, Anna. This is one of my favorites. Brilliant!
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