found among the found
in the sleeve of night
you dream a story
first ghost
in a mean sleep
in the lap of spring
remember the tender
green openings in their
gone-to-seed garden
A found poem among the titles of Karen George’s found poems.
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Very clever!
So many beautiful woven layers of words.
Love it!
remember the tender
green openings in their
gone-to-seed garden
Love it! Have enjoyed all your words, Kate!