Today's poem is by Joshua McKinney
[Yes, I studied. Oftentimes, death]
Yes, I studied. Oftentimes, death
observed. An act will perish
in a thought belied. The muddy puddles froze,
and rime-bark shone ruddy
at first light. I was unnerved.
What I thought beautiful was what died astray.
Is this the residence of one less lovely?
The proof you asked for, teacher,
is bloody and far off, though
I have tried to keep it here. Oftentimes,
death atones for its distance.
We are unforbidden to reach there alone.
Copyright © 2012 Joshua McKinney All rights reserved
from Mad Cursive
Wordcraft of Oregon
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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