.
rough edges worn down
on well-trodden paths,
each cobblestone
a reminder of how far
we’ve travelled
.
.
Published in Eucalypt 29, Winter 2020
A Poet in Time
One Poet's Writing Practice
.
rough edges worn down
on well-trodden paths,
each cobblestone
a reminder of how far
we’ve travelled
.
.
Published in Eucalypt 29, Winter 2020
A Poet in Time 
I often see that trails are made where people walk. If a tree falls across the trail, they go around it and that’s now the trail.
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