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Pieces
each drop that falls and chatters on the ground
are pieces of the moon above the clouds
or stars that kept their secrets until now
in streams of shiny fingerlings that have
trickled through my heart since the last snow
and unexplained in flickers of a lash
I looking up and inward didn’t know
if pieces of the sky that kept in me
had risen to my eyes from down below
are pieces of the moon above the clouds
or stars that kept their secrets until now
in streams of shiny fingerlings that have
trickled through my heart since the last snow
and unexplained in flickers of a lash
I looking up and inward didn’t know
if pieces of the sky that kept in me
had risen to my eyes from down below
Published 19th May 2019
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