California Notebooks, January 2014

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.
the sun rests
on my hair on a
winter afternoon
.
hours fleeting
rushing into the
calm evening
.
not daring
to go inside subtracting
myself from grace
.
I keep my head down
bowed as I write between
letters my emotions

.

.

2014-01-23 13.05.09

20 responses »

    • I love it when people point out to me what touched them the most in a poem, thank you.
      As a matter of fact when I wrote this last part my emotions were at their highest, maybe some vibration is still lingering there…

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