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Written by Catherin J Pascal Dunk

I’ve forgotten
what poetry is

Did I ever know?

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  2. Yes, certainly, you are among the best.

    You never forget poetry, I promise you.

    Sometimes it

    Gathers

    Not like dust motes on a dresser

    Rather

    It takes to the underworld.

     

    Like leaves to a forest floor

    Nurturants build

    Fungal spores ripen

    Insects — decay’s friends

    Work their magic

    A vast army

    Trudges underground — 

    Unseen to the eye

    Emotions

    Too embroiled yet for light

    Crinkle and crack

    Ideas roil

    Forms yet uncovered trace new paths

    Not slumbering 

    Busy 

    Yet unseen 

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