Living, Poetry

Not the Dimming of the Day

photo: Jennifer Butler Basile

photo: Jennifer Butler Basile

The sunset draws me in.

It pulls me west,

to the continuation of life, light.

If I move toward it,

if I suck the gloaming dry of its marrow,

I gain that much more

hope

possibility

potential.

The day is not yet done.

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5 thoughts on “Not the Dimming of the Day”

    • Jennifer Butler Basile's avatar Jennifer Butler Basile says:

      Oh, that’s what I get for reopening my obsession with Jack Kerouac 😉 All it took was watching the film adaptation of On the Road the other night!

      Thanks, Sid!

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