#poem #poetry #amwriting on meeting a friend

on meeting a friend

you are the tree -
the tree I have seen
and imagined
like a duerer painting -
as I pass to and fro
from school
to home -
and into town

you are the beacon
of something
in me
so detailed
and abstract -
you are the tree

and you should disappoint -
for now
I come
by accident -
but you do not -

you prove
is far from alone -
being oneself
is not arrogance

The Blue Book

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