by Lyn Lifshin
anticipating darkness.
Let’s say you were
what brightened
Mondays, that false
light like some
efflorescence in the
sea, a mirage that
stays, vivid as
fireflies my sister
and I shared when there
still was something
the two of us
shared
*Lyn's website: http://www.lynlifshin.com/books.htm
Saturday, November 28, 2009
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