Bespoke

This entry is part 23 of 28 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Winter 2014-15

When the pillars came down
and the foundation shook
us out of our self-absorption,
we promised: if love is never lost
and change is always constant,
we would not calculate the rent
only to declare it wanting.

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Morning Porch Poems: Winter 2014-15

Epithalamion Ghazal for Unforgetting