Monday, May 20, 2013

Poem: Turning

By Jack Brummet 



Turning

1
The host and tenant are locked
In benign equilibrium.

2
Each valley is followed by a slope.
Every going followed by a return.

3
There is no relief without an ache,
And no virus without a host.

4
The bricks tumble into the moat.
The king's body hangs naked from the flagpole.

5
For a fleeting moment,
The condition for change exists.
            ---o0o---

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