"What we think about rhyme" by Genevieve Kaplan
What we think about rhyme
consider the sneeze, the accumulation
of dust that has been gathering
for years that cold green of spring
that impulsive feeling of “now”
beneath the comfy chair
about or in spite of delight
always and being part
of the slow beauty in dusk
what can be seen from above
is not often everything
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