“And Later…” Poem Suggestion by Jen Bryant

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And Later . . .

I take my kaleidoscope off the shelf,
look through the little hole at the end
of the cardboard tube;
I turn       and turn       and turn       and turn,
letting the crystals shift into strange
and beautiful patterns, letting the pieces fall
wherever they will.

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