Wednesday, October 19, 2016



I got to work
so early this morning
that not only
could I see
the rosy fingers
of the
ancient Greek poet

I could hear
the ancient
Middle Eastern call
of someone praying
to the East

October 19, 2016

*composed in its (admittedly short) entirety on the one block walk from the Citibike station to the office building

1 comment:

  1. Art stalls time. Art is God, a human constructs thing that helps us create meaning, humans need meaning. Thank you for making meaning. Thou Art God.