Today's poem is by Mary Ann Samyn
In Answer to Your Burning Question
It was a minor panic, thanks. It was a mirror
over the fireplace and I watched us.
It was the one a.m. train; I know because
I'm lonely. It was the usual awkwardness,
you claimed, though I'm not sure, really.
Rain in the air. And then, rain.
And snow back home; the map proves it.
Six a.m.: ok, if you want. We'll walk
in the dark. Or, stay here, also in the dark.
Copyright © 2012 Mary Ann Samyn All rights reserved
from Court Green
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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