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Wednesday, June 14, 2017

The Pearl

Sarah Henry                                                                            
 
Sand seeps through
the tight lips of an oyster
in an unguarded moment.
The world of the oyster
becomes the world
in a grain of sand.
Sometimes the world
is gray and misshapen.
Sometimes it’s the earring
landing in your soup.

1 comment:

Joe Cottonwood said...

Funny and true. Lovely little poem.

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