Into the Porches
daily poems sent to The White House by Thomas Crofts
Friday, December 22, 2017
# 285: Extra non-day morning
a gurdel of gyle
i wold go a mile
...to see the mordaunt
we wake to find much haste and rummage in the land
luckily the Cloisters Apocalypse
is near to hand
it is late
it gets later and later
as we read and read
heartsick for a bone
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