Sun or moon or stars:
gasping, grasping, bright tokens
of elusive time.
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I love this poem. I like how the juxtaposition of nearly identical words in the second line, which is chock full of consonants, makes the reader gasp for breath before the more liquid sounding third line flits away "elusively."
Posted by: Bob Gehrenbeck | 2018.08.20 at 22:06