UntitledA Poem by Wilyem Clark
Your stars are fading
and you cannot call on them to give you consolation and sustenance. New stars will replace them and in turn fade and die as the universe curls in upon itself like a breaker assaulting the shore with only the minutest pause to consider what was. © 2017 Wilyem Clark |
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Added on October 8, 2017 Last Updated on October 8, 2017 AuthorWilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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