From “Poem at Thirty”
“Watch tiny explosions as flowers break ground;
hear the children giggle, rapid and clean.
It's hard to care about ordinary things.
Doesn't pain expand from lack of change?
I can't grasp exactly the feelings of anyone.
No one can tell you how to be alone.”
📙: https://poets.org/poem/poem-thirty
#PoetryMatters | 12: #Understand
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