Monday, 26 April 2021

A reply on Twitter to a poet in torment

 A reply on Twitter to a poet in torment


It is a rare gift this blinding light.

The rainbows in the bouncing cataracts of your mind

are driven by torrents of meltwater.

Are not falls, your falls, the falls uplifting?

Are not the torments driven by impatience?

What tomorrow will be as uncertain as our next step.

Hesitation fatal.

Rip open the gift - look, see.

How mad is that?

Are


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