EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Sunday, February 3, 2019
senescence
like poles rushing past
train windows
so the days go
from one into the next
hurtling through senescence
and before you can
catch your breath
you’ve breathed your last
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