practicing prudence

oh no
sir

he said

I would never
risk
all of my light

no

even when I’m dreaming

that’s right
even then
I keep my shutters
closed in

 only enough light
to see
a little way
in front of me

that’s my rule
sir

~

Poem #550 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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