Thursday, June 8, 2017


(Haiku Form)
by Jim Rapp

The farther from God,
the closer to dust, says the
poet Eliot.*

Makes sense, the "image"
fades, and all that is left is
the primitive clay.
* T.S. Eliot, Choruses from
"The Rock", I

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