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Then and Now
by Alicia VannI waited for subtle rain
to exfoliate my flaws.
My quilt was over washed.
It was too heavy to dry on a line.
I covered up natures lies
and wished for magical
power.
I push and pull
and make it exhausting
for the air.
It must be tired.
My tapestry would be
unfinished and
unextraordinary.
I want to reach
point B.
I want a journey worth
observing
and I want
to wear it
well. 11/26/2004 Posted on 11/27/2004
Copyright © 2024 Alicia Vann
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 11/27/04 at 07:27 AM Alicia, you "wore" this poem very well. For me, your last stanza surely packed a punch that made the rest of the poem float so nicely together. It's a super read. Thank you. |
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