Category: Poetry

  • Human rhythms

    Human rhythms

    Unboxable hug Folded elbows, straight back and good postureraised by following rules and ritualswhere judgment was called for any gesturefor long enough that seemed habitual But you cannot put a hug in a boxso by twenty they opened their arms widegentle and mellow like a silky foxembracing all without needing a guide But doubts stays…