Linda

POETRY IS WHAT THE SOULS OF THE ANCIENTS SPEAK TO THOSE STILL SEEKING WHAT IS MOST BEAUTIFUL IN THE WORLD. FROM: LINDA

Friday, July 2, 2021

 Thank you to Janine Mercer of Corvus Review for publishing my poem in Issue 16.


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Crumpled Paper 


Every heartache’s gleam seems dim,

compared to the one you have at this moment. 

Your grief being cultivated on the fertile ground 

of this thin, smooth, pulped wood.


Marked by your pain,

as you contemplate the meaning 

of the deep marks upon the page.


Sorrow now found only in distance, 

lies, and your misleading imagination.


Anguish is transitory.

This once bad reality,

you can toss away.

You, feeling the casualness

 of this now crumpled paper.

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