Tuesday, September 5, 2023

The Beginning of The End

I know you
wed the
Poet Soul, O
Marina/
Truer
eyes like
forever
Can you
still see
into me
back there?

Treasures of
deep promises/
of your
poems & remembrances,
silver bracelets
beside each
delicate hand/

O Your poems
& love
still speak of
forever
& now/
One living
"heartsong"
w/in the
eternal
now.

For Marina Tsvetaeva
9/5/2023




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