Krakatau
Memories of early summerswhen all of my questions were shoutings
and the answers just hands
pressed hard against my mouth
Time has the faculty
to shake doubts off
like dogs with water
as if the eruption of Krakatau
never existed
Poetry by F. Soderberg
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Written on 2006-02-12 at 23:49
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