May 19, 2021
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MAY WRITING EXPERIENCE
Above the Tree Line & the Clouds: Quilted Cento
A poem about the ‘greats’ who warm my way to greatness
life doesn’t frighten me
at all — climbing —
and as I rise above
the tree line and the clouds
speak, memory — of all the
cities [I] saw, the wanderer
(blown off course, time and again)
but you are —
the sunlight in my growing…
