Losing connections one by one …
my mind has drifted back
This moment caught within a cloud
the past sharp as a tack
I reminisce in present tense
new frames of reference gone
With that most recent going dim
but still—I hear that song
(Bryn Mawr Hospital: March, 2023)
Verse 20
Old enough to reason
young enough to care
My heart eloping with my mind
mustard seeds to share
Adding to the zeitgeist
new bricks within the wall
Laying rhythms one by one
—heeding fortunes call
(Villanova University: March, 2023)
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