outside my window
is a scuttling crab
in his winter tuke, pacing
— if that’s the word —
back and forth, counting off
the first bar of a jazz tune
/ / /
part of a river of stones
poet, interviewer, musician, traveler
outside my window
is a scuttling crab
in his winter tuke, pacing
— if that’s the word —
back and forth, counting off
the first bar of a jazz tune
/ / /
part of a river of stones
Published in aros Audio Poems My poems Poetry Stones
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