The poetic city: “Evanescence”

(Photo: Merrill Daniels)

This moment like all moments 
will vanish in time. 
The gnats doing their dance 
over the creek don’t know it.
The bear in the woods doesn’t 
know it… 
Neither does the water, the rocks, 
or the trees. 
Even the sun doesn’t know it. 
But we know it…
And therein lies our glory, 
our tragedy, and our freedom. 
Reece Burka 


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