Smoke curling around
The uncorked sake bottle.
Winter with a girl.
Lamps illuminate
Limitless prospects of books.
Placid disturbance.
Coming winter breeze
Through the still-green laurel tree.
I am not ready.
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About the Author
Brian J. Buchanan is a writer in Nashville, Tenn. His short stories, poems, and essays have appeared in Crannóg, Chronicles, the Westchester Review, Literary Matters, Modern Age, the Cumberland River Review, Potomac Review, and elsewhere.
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