Thursday, February 16, 2023

Tell Me

It is a day true to itself,

false to the season.

 

Who has not known such

a dichotomy 

 

where two opposing statements

about the same thing are true?

 

It is winter,

feels like early spring.

 

Tell me your heart

has never known this.


-Byron Hoot

https://hootnhowlpoetry.com

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