on the road to nowhere
today I began my own journey
passing all stops along the route
in search of fellow travellers
at the cemetery gates
the aroma of spent blooms
fill
I look for my image in windows
unseeing, unknowing
such is the destiny of the travellers
of the streets
Seeing the changes in the drafts is fascinating. Makes me thinks more about what is being said. Thanks for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteWow, I loved see the changes. It instantaneously showed how the poem was improved by them.
ReplyDeleteGreat site, Merlene.
I like the way you have shown the changes. It makes it more interesting to read and we can see the poem as a work in progress.
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