Poems by Steven Federle
Saturday, April 30, 2016
In the Depth
in
depth of
distance, past
silent, wide fields, past
concrete steps, rushing cars, trucks, lives
unknown, stands the wood: still, closed, filled with what’s possible!
(7 March 2013)
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