Poem: “By the Window”

By Nathan Spoon

Thou | turgid swirl, in which all is possible

and nothing is possible and nothing is

impossible. Where the salvaged word re-

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sonates | boreal semblance overspread

pervading | Beyond the desk window rain

trundles leaves. By trimmed | lamplight,

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the terror the awe of pages tilled or

marred. | Place of the mind: convolved

citadel | eddying with omens. By Thy

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goodness the burst of the lilac bush | Large

stone sealing the snakepit. My | bulwark.

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“By the Window” Copyright © by Nathan Spoon. Used by permission.