Horizontal Clock: for Robin Kay – by Bonnie McClellan

What counter-force
turns you like a clock
telling only horizontal
time?

Eternal quarter-to-three,
your sleeping frame
crosses the deserted
rectangle of my bed.

By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

John Stevens says:

October 31, 2014 at 8:30 pm

That’s fun to read. Common experience I guess. But imaginatively and charmingly done!

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