A zipper that jammed halfway - Sofia KioroglouA Poem by Sofia KioroglouOriginally Published in Poetry Super HighwayWalking through the Old City of Jerusalem over cobblestones slick with rain, I drink in the sensory rush In its tumults, I heave and roll like a ship the echoes of the wind reverberating more like a Swiss milkmaid than a strangled cat The drumming of winter rain that deep chord of familiarity stirring a welter of emotions indefinable Caught between the past and the present, like a zipper jammed halfway, with metal teeth ground to a halt, peace is digging its heels in To get it, sometimes you have to let it go by grabbing the stalled tongue and yanking it hard the friction, a tertium quid camp. © 2017 Sofia Kioroglou |
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Added on November 24, 2017 Last Updated on November 24, 2017 AuthorSofia KioroglouAthens, Kifissia, GreeceAboutI am a published writer, a poet, a pilgrim, a missionary and a wife! I find writing to be a form of catharsis. My poems are imbued with deep empathy and begging for answers. Sometimes my lines are ove.. more..Writing
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