The Third PersonA Poem by Leslie Philiberthow to avoid yourself..Step aside, slightly, from a beach beside cold moving water. A sighting in rain, hooked on a line, empty as a fallen bell, an open window, opaque.. If I am distant to myself, I am lost, aware of room, the soft crunch of shingle. Steps of a known stranger, a shell. © 2016 Leslie PhilibertReviews
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5 Reviews Added on February 12, 2016 Last Updated on February 12, 2016 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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