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by Quentin S Clingerman

Sun shines bitterly
There is nothing much astir
Breath held while walking


Posted on 01/07/2014
Copyright © 2021 Quentin S Clingerman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/07/14 at 10:28 PM

Some vivid vocabulary here, Que. That last line with the held breath leaves me out there - I like that affect.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/10/14 at 12:37 PM

Excellent poetic snapshot, sir.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/14/15 at 11:51 AM

that is why poetry is so important, against which frigidity stands no chance. this poem goes to my head and dares to dance when Fred and Ginger fear to thread.

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