Refract

This entry is part 7 of 18 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Summer 2013

The birch tree triples,
throwing olive patches on the water.
Perhaps this shows my mistrust of the world;
or my love of its many guises.

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Morning Porch Poems: Summer 2013

<em>Dearest one, I am Prince Ashily Quatama</em> Every Death