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Communalities

Bats do that at times,
flap into my thoughts
then careen around my brain,
till I find some way
of setting them free,

ink —

wet,
on a shiny page.

One Sentence Poems 1–4–23

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Gary David Grossman
Gary David Grossman

Written by Gary David Grossman

Ecology prof (emeritus), writer and poet, uke player, sculptor, runner, fly fisher, reader, gardener, all on www.garygrossman.net

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