spiraling parapet spinning passages
sweeping the bleakness
clouds sail skimming the
gravy scum of lifetimes of labor.
of what you go
and where you want
the avenger of moonglow
cries out against all that is anguished
and taps on the counter
like the frozen ballerina
on the shoulders of your shoelace.
— Zumwalt (1980s)
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A true labor of alliteration here… How wonderfully it presents itself to the ear. Another wonderful poem, Poet Zumwalt…