poems written on the fly

life bends

In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 1 September 2009 at 7:30 pm

autumn …
things begin
to die

the start
before the start
of next spring

the end
of this
the beginning
of that

life
is
a
circle

a cycle,
there are
no straight lines

which may be why
it feels as if
we’ve been here before

(D. James)

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