Poem

I’m in the house.
It’s nice out: warm
sun on cold snow.
First day of spring
or last of winter.
My legs run down
the stairs and out
the door, my top
half here typing

Ron Padgett (2013)

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👋 Matt here, letting you know that this sixth run of Pome is at an end. Tinyletter, which has hosted Pome since it began in 2014, will itself soon shut down. Perhaps we'll meet again down the road, somewhere strange and new; but until then, thank you so very much for reading. Support your local poet.