An Ecology Poem by David Ignatow

An Ecology

Rating: 2.8


We drop in the evening like dew
upon the ground and the living
feel it on their faces. Death
soft, moist everywhere upon us,
soon to cover the living
as they drop. This explains
the ocean and the sun.

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Dr Antony Theodore 04 July 2020

We drop in the evening like dew upon the ground and the living feel it on their faces. Very nice poem. tony

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tetoujn 11 December 2017

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David Ignatow

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