Jean Green

Poem from an envelope

Looking sideways things disappear into corners
Emptiness cannot be cut out
I seem consumed by despair

Yet the good deed I did yesterday
Is not fire, smoke and ashes
It relieves me of a secret burden

Like a calling piano

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