An erasure poem using Maya Stein’s Bless The Stars, shared with What’s Going On – Blessings
crossword cream coffee
sun slips by breezes
on the drive
cheer the age
just before the run
days difficult mixed ache
the night watches
minus time
marks rest
if the stars feel still
stars left blue over light
music fills this entry
poetry might shape fog
as the stars remember home
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
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