Stray (un)poem 1
Swim across this strip of sea.
After all, what separates us
is brief as an eyelash–
only continent, only colour,
only language,
and a zone marked
by the thin, thin fingers
of a clock.
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November 10th, 2009 at 3:57 PM
Like what separates the earth from the moon…a mouthful of sky…
November 19th, 2009 at 10:47 AM
Strangely enough, it is “only”. We make such a big deal of these onlys, I’m guilty too.
November 24th, 2009 at 1:04 AM
@Susie: nice…
@OJ: Yes, me too. More than I like.