I overheard
an old woman
swaddled in wrinkles
say to others
of her kind
I couldn’t get over
their story
I never heard
such a thing before
and
the others agreed
proof
some people
don’t get out much.
The poems here are from my collection, Lifeline, Volume One, 2002-03, and Volume Two, 2003-04. Each poem is identified only by its date. There is no other title. I will be posting a new poem each week.
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