Suspension Resolution Poem by Justin Reamer

Suspension Resolution



Suspension resolution it be,
A nonet, it appears to me,
With cacophonous voices
Disturbing us greatly,
Whatever it be,
For it grows fast,
Lengthens harsh,
And then
Peace.

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Justin Reamer

Justin Reamer

Holland, Michigan
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