The Cabinet Maker’s Moon

The crest of August
is forthcoming without
fail
steps beside me and
walks these halls
against the grain of time
fills me with Knowing
as the moments
dovetail into
each one beveled
in a cornice of light
augured obscuration
flush with insight
my impatience rivaled
forever in your eyes

© K. James Ribble

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