A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

"your love is eternal and frozen..."

the cake is baking
you can smell it, like you can smell

the late afternoon rain
and you think that spring

is the only season there is.
and yet---so soon

did summer come, like a thief
he steals all your belongings.

you are naked and free at the beach.

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