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Apr 2021
A wind-up
tin soldier
walks across

the table stopped
only
by a jar of marbles

some clear some
opaque
some milky white

we can't change it
but perhaps we can
sweep it up

(but not under the rug)

tomorrow
will be a very
special day

whit howland © 2021
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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   ---, My Dear Poet and Khoisan
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