The Fountain … a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 15 February 2019

Dear Ones,

Here is an early poem written when I lived in San Francisco and worked downtown there …

. . . . .

a poem by Alice B. Clagett
amongst her early works

A fountain in continuous ejaculation
greets the spring

Futile trajectory
recycled to itself

Some small spilling onto
infertile grey stones
cemented to the city


Grow me grass in crannies
flowers beside you, fountain

. . . . .

Alice B. Clagett

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