JOSHUA LEON

Selected Poems

PERIPHERY (NO.2)

 

Remove your shoes and trust the outstretched hand. Your body reflects the shapes of those of us who know how to fly. Dry though the air might be, it will be as it can only be. Like the first chords in Rites of Spring, beginning its walk, overcome with kindness, and falling in front of the inner self's gates.

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