Poem, Home, Smithy
Two Lenses Adrift
July 13, 2023
well, tha’s first good glory ta’ playin’ round
goes lime whitewashed t’narry a sound
house goes up, walls’n’all, n’lime surround
six bleak mounds upon the shore
home being where the hammer sings
ringing behind a mudded meter
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