Day 25, write a poem that talks about a space, small distinct spaces.
Quiet Distance
You contain words
And hold them as long
As you keep them
In all your floor boards
Cherry stained
Dark red wine
And your stacks of books
You contain words
In your walls
And space within
Space within
Space
You hold universes in your cubbies
And wooden grooves
In the spaces that dust creates
The borders that book
Spines and objects create
You hold the spaces
Between words
And the spaces
Between
Each letter
And all the margins
That circle the ink
All of it is space
With a quiet distance.
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