A strange dream of being pregnant
at seventy,
the second child
due only twelve
months after the first. At a time
when endings have
been my waking
focus, why this
defiant shift of emphasis?
Am I being
told there’s life in
the old girl yet?
                                             JDG
aholdingplace 
Eureka! You have found it!
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A poetic rumination that attempts to decipher a metaphor that is occluded – for now…
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Yep.
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