Pamplemousse: A Writer's Playspace
Poetry by Cynthia McGean
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
The Shore of Tomorrow
Let us take our time
when it is given to us
and how.
Take our time in our fists
and haul it to our breasts
as a fisherman hauls a net -
full and slippery
and splashing with now-life
caught in the sea of then
on the shore of tomorrow.
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