Poetry in Motion

Mar 6, 2010
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By the late sheen of an arctic sky
alive with branches shimmying with
light he comes to me: the cyclist,
active, floating, magical, observant,
and the poem comes from him –
whatever he can make it: the hope
that what he turns to will take hold.

–John Morgan

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