Such As

there’s never been a
such as this,
at least not in my
compassed time

for never have
the colors said,
“the time is now,
  get up in line”

and soul my soul,
it’s everywhere:
the hidden traveler
finds his face —

there’s never been a
such as this,
and such as now,
this time

this

place

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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