EARLY MORNING FOG

In the early fog

before the birdsong

I walked through the mist

that clung to my hair

and wrapped around the

folds of my jacket

what was this disparity

this presence of fog

denial of sun

I considered it for a season

a temporary season

of reasoning

that led me to a stream

flowing slow through the dawn

in the early fog

before the birdsong

 

KDS

 

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