Monday Poem

right here

put down the guitar and
puddled a cord at the base of the microphone stand
just after there’d been music right here at hand
.

is it always here at hand?
.

just yesterday
in a field behind my house
the sun hove into view again
as if it would never burn out


Jim Culleny
5/20/15

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