Tuesday, March 17, 2015

PHOTO: Brad Wilson, "A Barn Owl" (2015) / POEM: "Later"


Later, says the
soul. Always later.
Later than time allows.

When the owl sings
in the daytime. I could
tell you about roses.

Let me get dressed.
How the wind comes
off the sea. How the

rain comes later. 
A bottle of wine.
Let me get dressed.
A bottle of wine.
An owl weighs
more than the soul.

© 2015 Rob Schackne

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