Wednesday, March 08, 2006

"A year awry"           [form?]

I'm reaching the tail
of an angular year
it rests oblique
things aren't clear
what do I seek?
where do I sail?

I'm reaching the end
of a year quite strange
in dream it swims
enigmas range
the outline dims
what's it portend?

I'm reaching the close
of a year awry
it careens along
the fish I'd fry
in freshets throng
I yet suppose

3 Comments:

Blogger Inkblot said...

Perfect last line. enjoyed it.

Wed Mar 08, 08:23:00 AM PST  
Blogger david raphael israel said...

how can you have browsed here & caught the fish of this poem so promptly? I posted it a minute ago!
Yes, the last-line is wistful, isn't it?
thanks,
d.i.

Wed Mar 08, 08:25:00 AM PST  
Blogger The Wizard of Odd said...

lovely.

effing lovely.

dont care about the form, at all :)

Wed Mar 08, 06:32:00 PM PST  

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