Thursday, January 3, 2019
All That Has Gone Before/imaginary gardens with real toads
All That Has Gone Before
Where you ask?
At the beginning
All that has gone before
Gone for good
The fallen snow
For a pleasant stroll
Rather, I hurry
From house to studio
Kicking snow aside
Follow my own footsteps
Is this the plan for the new year?
Following a path of my own making?
True it is
I gather material
And deep beneath the blanket of snow
City traffic as I made my way to the studio
…And I remember all that has gone before
January 3, 2019
Words: January, deep, snow, city, poems
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