fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

Month: August, 2016

reach

In the emptiness I see volume In the blackness I see light Through sheer will I won’t surrender As to the darkness – I am sight. Maniwaki, QC – August 2016

transparent

I feel the soul within me I want to see its trace I need to hear it answer My question – To my face. Grand Rapids, MI – August 2016