Tom Simard

Descent

Descent
Pungent incense
begins
its slow descent
upon a rosary
in folded hands.

elenacaravela on January 3, 2013 at 4:11 pm said:

The entire sensory experience is present here.

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Dieu on January 4, 2013 at 4:31 am said:

“upon a rosary
in folded hands.”

Wow. Beautiful. A jewel of a poem.

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