DROP THE STONE

E.E. Jacks - Original Art Work - Oil Painting
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I can still smell smoke
Between the pages of those words you wrote
I can still feel the grief of that summer when I left
I see your face so clearly now
Like the white bark of an aspen
Reflecting a somber light
That tenderly touches the lowest leaf
I will not go back again
I know what is in my heart
What is in my hands
I review this quiet land
And drop the stone
For I do not need
That which has grown away from me
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A Story: Selected Poems and Prose by EE Jacks