Present

one moment held

within a universe creased

a measured crescent

returning time to itself

saddle worn reversed

tacit as an aqueous flake

achingly pressed 

to a silicious pane

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017


Art: White Rose by Wolfgang Haak

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