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"A Volta" — a poem by Gregory Crosby

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A Volta

By Gregory Crosby

 

The old man folded his newspaper

& asked, “Can God make a prison so

secure even He can’t break out of it?”

Well, what do you think the universe is?

We’re all on the yard together; only

some of us, those who thirst & grasp after

power, labor under the impression

that we’re the guards. A little bird flew by,

too fast to identify. The coffee

cooled past the point of no return... unless

you asked the waitress for a warm-up.

There’s always a point of return; it’s just

that you may not be the one to turn back, to

twist your head to catch one last glimpse of grace.

 

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