The epimedium's leaves spread into hearts,
rimmed with purple, to match the flowers
that are dying already.
A light at the end of the corridor,
yes, that corridor,
switches off.
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- Robin Morris
- This blog contains entries at the intersection of my competing interests: teaching, writing poetry, opening to God, growing older, etc. You may see some of my rough poetic attempts at Daily Yawp. I love comments!
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