![]() FluidA Poem by Isola
all’s recycled
in the press of Time yesterday’s rolling desert now rises in a lean gazelle a mountain’s jagged rock is found smoothened in the mollusk shell and stardust of light years slivered and bowed from the quiver of Apollo piercing through folds glistens afresh in lambent pools moistening the crescent jewels of your eyes © 2023 IsolaReviews
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