For Mrs. Sapnar, Whenever I May Find Her

And what I did not know then--
what I pretended not to see:
How much really did depend
on that ridiculous wheelbarrow,
How someone else's rain crept
into my veins and stayed.

1 comment:

M. said...

Beautiful. Some would consider it simple and powerful.

You capture images eloquently.

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