[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
and took each precious stone down to the sea
to wash it, bring it back, arrange like shapes
that will become significant and pure?
and these are memories we placed up here,
reminding us of times and days and dreams
of how to move through landscapes like this one,
removing stains of history and of loss.
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