Poetry
Sunday Stew: Count All
by Gui Jean-Paul Chevalier
All here,
Without-beside locked walls,
Within, at barricade heart,
All absent matter.
A flash out of sight will stand on blocks of rusty time
Multitude risen, like the burns of scraped collective
Behave not to stand but watch,
Exist not to guard the evidence of counted year.
To justify memory,
We won't attend stagnant presence: All here, in with, to build
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