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High August

by Leonard M Hawkes

Frost comes anytime,
But Truth is in the light--
Angle,
Clarity,
Wavering intensity.

Clocks and calendars
Number insensitively
Dates,
Names,
False endings, games;

But heartfelt closure,
Harvest trans-seasonal,
Unnumbered,
Without skin,
Comes from within.

08/21/2002

Posted on 08/21/2002
Copyright © 2021 Leonard M Hawkes

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