tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855012732105426889.post623156944644060732..comments2024-03-06T13:33:02.824-08:00Comments on poetry bites: Crone Kit Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04680775609980451495noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855012732105426889.post-41179655278879370162014-12-03T12:16:47.731-08:002014-12-03T12:16:47.731-08:00She faces again the letter on the table
the light ...She faces again the letter on the table<br />the light has turned to afternoon<br />and her attention to the work at hand<br />leaving it there would save it from tearing apart<br />not paying attention to it would keep it alive<br />it is just a piece of paper, she thinks,<br />but what about the book reports they did as kids<br />the laughter and glue and cut out pictures?<br />She can't be the only one who remembers these things<br />how lonely if that's true<br />how necessary is it to find out if that's true?Susan E. Gangelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11089529481292723290noreply@blogger.com