Wheat Ears – Selected Poems

Time

You said you will go to the island

to enjoy the sea

for a few days while

I had to stay behind pounding

my heartbeats-seconds

on the anvil of time

you said you planned to go

to the island, to enjoy the sea

for a few days while

I remained here

with the clock’s echo

hardened quartz pounding

on the temples of my mind

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