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Lost Time

By Leslie Philibert on Mar 22, 2015 in Featured, Poetry | Comments Off

So at some point you start to notice the difference that makes this single; a sparrow on a fallen wall, the first change of glass to drops of water, loam broken from under in a garden’s warmer corner. You start to hold the finite a coin minted and shaped, held for a last time, then spent as your body; the past like the hidden part of an iceberg; lost in...