“Sparrows A Poem by Gerry Stewart” By Poetry Breakfast

Sparrows Open, white page yawning out morning. My notebook sidesteps any focus. I’ve forgotten the raw taste of captured ink, I’ve lost where the words reside on my lips, against my eyelids. Our black cat gazes at his watery reflection, a palimpsest in the kitchen’s murmur. Forgotten how to acknowledge the whirlwind that shook poems […]

via Sparrows – A Poem by Gerry Stewart — Poetry Breakfast


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