The World of B.Z. Niditch
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
LET GO
Let go,
last petal of Fall
matched point
by the bees
on the tennis court
consenting
to be indicted by words
like a swift sunshine
at the jazz festival
under the hushed air
of the crowds.
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