Poems by Roberta
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Idea Snatcher
Slippery as eels
at the edge of consciousness
firmly grasped
clearly formed
deconstructed
reconstructed
into ringing phrases
set aside
not available
to morning memory
often the fate
of unsnared catches.
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