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j a m
by Johanna May
In an ideal world
there should be at least
an afternoon or two.
Where you imagine
other worlds
bleak and apricot-less,
while the bowl
of your mouth
translates sweetness
to your mind
like an offering.
04/10/2021 Posted on 04/10/2021
Copyright © 2024 Johanna May
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/15/21 at 07:14 PM I always enjoy where you take me. "bowl of your mouth" is just a cool phrase. Loved the "apricot-less" |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 12/09/23 at 02:10 PM A perfectly rendered moment of split focus between within and without. |
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