On the Corner Of The World

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On the Corner Of The World

On the corner of the world,
Waiting, in space, in the illusion of time.
I itch, I scratch, I bite.
Explore, fail, try again.
Is there someone worthwhile to be found?
I wait, sitting, wishing.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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