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What Flower Breaks...?

written by: Stanley Wilkin



And yet what flower
breaks at this hour,
what thread of sunlight
is shrunken by night?

What insect burrows into day
in what soil do your dreams softly lay?
What cruel rain tumbles from the sky,
where does the soul lie?

Stanley Wilkin

Stanley Wilkin

Stanley Wilkin is a freelance lecturer and education consultant working in London
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