Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Night

The darkest watch. On the playground across the street, teenagers laugh and weave through a sycamore’s deep shadows. One pair clasp hands, the others clamber atop the jungle gym. In all the yards the weeping cherries blossom strings of pearls, unclasped. A thief’s paradise. Twice tonight I left the quiet of my house, walked to the bridge on Indian Creek, stood listening to the water gossip in the stones. Farther […]

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