Reality Loves Liminality


Easter is that liminal space
Outside Jerusalem on a hill
Expunging guilt for all our race:
Assent to it with heart and will.





write a poem inspired by one of these odd, in-transition spaces.
No matter what neglected or eerie space you choose,
I hope its oddness tugs at the place in your mind and heart where poems are made.

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