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Poetry


Blindfold / Raindrop
Glenn R. Frantz

 

the view through a blindfold to clouds of sight
where long lines of brilliant light were doing
the cover assumed by this blindfold is the next blindfold
I don't know what I recognized
a smile under this blindfold nodded
where peculiar seeds are made to bed
the sleepy bushes listening to its dark breathing
gusts that billow round the blindfolds corners trembled
I never thought of how the blindfold of the riverside
stopped the cellar
the blindfold falls and washed all pictures
from the blindfold of illuminated London
hotels have little racks of them
any members of any one can do

the view through a raindrop to clouds of sight
where long lines of brilliant light were doing
the cover assumed by this raindrop is the next raindrop
I don't know what I recognized
a smile under this raindrop nodded
where peculiar seeds are made to bed
the sleepy bushes listening to its dark breathing
gusts that billow round the raindrops corners trembled
I never thought of how the raindrop of the riverside
stopped the cellar
the raindrop falls and washed all pictures
from the raindrop of illuminated London
hotels have little racks of them
any members of any one can do

 

 

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