The Poetry of Richard Schletty | ||
JOY OF A SLUSH PUDDLE | ||
I feel the steady, inaudible hum of Old Sol
arcing low across the morning sky, above the innercityscape, burning away the permafrost. I step with greater pleasure, I step with greater abandon Suddenly, my right foot lands in a slush puddle. But I am not angry. There is joy today in this slush puddle |
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