Poems and Poetry

Untitled in February | A Poem by JD DeHart

What does the work mean
when you add it all together?
I walk through the hall,
mutter words and citations,
but what does it mean?

The day comes when you begin
to analyze what was the matter
after all. What was worth
a moment and more time.

The vacuum, the sound of feet,
the stack of magazines, the list
of publications, all of this bears
the on-going question.

What do I do, what is it that
stands and echoes? What is it
that slides away in dust?

 
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