Zen
Hits The Floor
I move books from table to
table, one slips from my hand
a memory rises, I carry
a bucket of hot water, steam
rises in morning winter air
Zen hits the floor.
[RK, 12/31/2020]
A Northwest to Southeast writing collaboration between Laura Stangel Schmidt on Whidbey Island, WA and Robert Kostuck in Clearwater, FL.
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