Soft

November 7, 2013 at 7:25 pm (Dani Clark, Poetry)

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My heart goes soft
for the artists, all
Sieving the world courageous
Our years, their fullness, the winding
Their yeast, the kneading, the rising
To this, these words
The bus so warm inside,
Orange leaves a brilliant pyre
One blue sky, the sun a fire

– Dani Clark

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