Forgive Me
       

if I do not accept splitting wood
for the building of the porch.

A deforestation of the spirit
has occurred in the blister of the sun,

in the dank of storms ... resistance
to the winds. I want to sit and not hear

the creakings, the many reminders
of the vulnerabilities that place us

in such danger, the limits beyond which
we all must crack.

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Copyright © 2016 Laverne Frith All rights reserved
from The Evaporating Hours
Authors Press
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