Search

Search results

Rhoda Clark, time, in English Clear filters

ContemplativeRhoda Clark

Moment Uncovered Is

No use looking now I'm gone to BEING coverings left in heaps on the floor/sandals shot like stars across the room no use looking there mostly it was lies/no matter now yesterday's time falls heavy at my feet poised uncovered trembling at the peak of sharper pyramids than these invisible without my time IS IN BEING ENOUGH not now digging relics in a future blasted out of infinite the moment winged

Describe a feeling — we’ll find a poem

Or try: