The World of B.Z. Niditch
Friday, March 17, 2017
IMPROVISATION# 419
GATES
Gates of ruined cities
by the black ice
the world is not
beyond your window
in your apportioned walk
you make haste
in the rain that falls
by the cold river's edge.
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