Grey Dawn … a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 15 February 2019

Dear Ones,

Here is an early poem …

. . . . .

GREY DAWN
a poem by Alice B. Clagett
amongst her early works

In the morning
when the floor heaves to trip me
and the coffee grates into my teeth
and my eyes are pasted by an irate daychild

Back into my mind.

I am still struck to starling at
the susurrating cymbals of grey dawn.

. . . . .

Alice B. Clagett


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