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  • Gary Hunter

I sometimes Wonder - Sept. 2, 2021

if enlightenment halts poetry

and the pen loses its tongue

when the poet is deaf and blind

to everything but the


only left to sample




breath at a time

no need to worry here

where there’s still

plenty of bite

in my hunger

for painting illusions


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