Intertextures – Crossing Rivieras



some children still
enjoy looking out of a bus
window searching trains
trucks more than the blue sea
exulting at what
we have lost sight for
memorizing every street
name while we tired sit
unconscious among furrowed
brows sore and deluded a curtain
on our window to shun away the light
we who like to walk on our own feet



2013-10-26 15.25.25

13 responses »

  1. Arrow straight into the heart with “curtain on our window to shun away the light…”
    So true of us. I loved how comfortable yet restless this poem made me feel. I love your work, period.


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