Today's poem is by Paul Pines

Ear to the Wake

we unweave what
we weave

our dreams like Penelope
at her loom

who nightly
takes apart what she

makes by day
to put off suitors

knowing that
what she unmakes

will be woven into
a final tapestry

while Odysseus at sea
on his way

back to reclaim
his kingdom

a star among
stars blown off

course seldom

anywhere by

Copyright © 2014 Paul Pines All rights reserved
from Fishing on the Pole Star
Dos Madres Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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