Today's poem is by Richard Brostoff


Somewhere in the Sargasso Sea
the water disappears into itself,
hauling an ocean in.

Vortex, how you repeat
a single gesture,
come round to find only

yourself, a cup full of questions,
perhaps some curl of wisdom,
a bit of flung salt.

You hold an absence
at your center,
as if it were a life.

Copyright © 2013 Richard Brostoff All rights reserved
from A Few Forms of Love
Finishing Line Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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