Water Circles
trembling water
dark water reflects an image like a flower
pure and sharp
soft and obscure
ripens and fades
blooms and dies
over and over and over
in perfect circles
it feels real it smells rotten like renewing
like a leaf on the soil
water circles carrying my attention back to the
universe
poem by Erika Conti
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