where do the children play these days?
too many broad streets that lead to nothing
too few narrow lanes that spring buds. old
and serious are these avenues. we walk and
then we skip. eventually we just skip them
altogether. a hop, a skip, a jump. and a hallelujah.
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parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...