The Pilgrimage, Book II: Part 21 / Phillip Neal Tippin

These walks should have made for better thoughts—
Long in the lanes’ lithe quietude.

I’m on the Spectrum
Of the New Line’s Arc’ing Light.

Little children
At the judgement of the world.
   (Holy Week)

So much clock work
For one day’s escapement

The dead set and the single eye—
How deep is that light!

All poetry and supplementary material: copyright 2020-2022 by Phillip Neal Tippin. All rights reserved.

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