by Mary E. Lowd
March 13, 2021
The voices in the room
Criss-crossing
Over, under
Each other
Speaking of hope & doom
How to think
Who is right
All through the night
Never ceasing
Unrelenting—
For a moment
A connection
Two minds meet
Not necessarily to agree
But seeing each other
A small wonder
& that is why
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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