As some of you may know, I got rid of almost all of my books when I was trying to sell my house. I don’t have a stack of books to use to write a poem so today I went on Facebook Marketplace and looked for books. I found a pile that looked good and screen shotted it. Here is my pic and poem….
Where is love?
Who do you love
when only two of you have survived
and hope is held in a jar
that somebody used to know existed
Probably in some faraway home
decorated with flags of our fathers
And it is in this grave hour
or any day now
that the light we lost
Will be found in some little Paris smokeshop.
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