Octagon Free Art Publications
poetry by Matthew Jablonski
Sunday, September 16, 2012
East Falls Black River
There are places
where nature is so loud,
so overwhelmingly immersive
that it becomes possible
to forget my television,
to ignore this bullshit,
and to live something
like a spiritual moment.
I spend far too little
time in those places.
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