Saturday, September 21, 2013

An Emporia Poet

AN EMPORIA POET 



What did we know then—
Both Achsah May Harris and
Me then in that dream?

What I say that—
We talked about back then
Since it was all NOW?

Such a strange insight—
That even a small town was
Always eternal?

Dare I imply that—
Cities are Topocosmic
They’re here forever?

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