Short Poem of the Day — Tuesday, November 29, 2022

A steam engine full of bayonets pause

When the weather steepens

And looms,

Beauty becomes a sort of meniscus

while faces don’t change,

The world — pregnant with ammunition

steadfast keys


and fortissimo,

moderate builds,

Moderate party

And the lull rampant,


a busy street

Takes snowing,

A petal hovering,

That long lull



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