In silence, they dissolve before dawn-
the words my heart was calling.
They are not in the sun,
December 23, 2018
A Winter Song (A Cento)
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May 13, 2018
Lament (a Cento)
Our one forever,
when it stole through the red gates of sunset
left over from autumn, and the dead brown grass
is yet vibrant with the cadence of the song you might have been.
No longer mired in waiting to begin.
They tell us the night means nothing,
and the candles their light the light.
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March 17, 2018
Interval: A Cento
May 14, 2017
Disbelief (a Cento)
March 26, 2017