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January 7, 2022

 

Refraction

 

this morning, for an instant

for just the briefest time

the end table was blue

not its habitual grey

I couldn't tell if it was

a refraction of light

or

a refraction of reality

but it's grey again, so

whatever it was, I'm home

 


Refraction

A poem by Peter Rhebergen
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