Magazine November 1, 2021, Issue


A runner at sunrise in Richmond Park, London, January 17, 2021 (Toby Melville / Reuters)

The dawn said,
“Who, me?”
and started to pale.

It was unsourced
in belief
the day would be bright.

It just followed
the cosmic clock.
The sun spewed sparks
on dull windows.

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