Three Winter Poems - Poem by Glen Kappy

from 'While Passing Through'

I walk alone
in winter dusk.
Jet trails into sunset.


Navel Orange

I bite its rind
gouge it with my thumb, tear it
and it—gives fragrance.


Daddy Long Legs
perched in back room corner—
lonely trapper.

Poems by Glen Kappy

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