A very short poem today because I have been working hard and am inclined to settle into a comfy chair with a novel I am anxious to finish. This is the only writing I have ever read with the same verb repeated three times in a row. It makes one read it slowly and think rather hard.
It is called Prayer, by Galway Kennell
Whatever happens. Whatever
what is is is what
I want. Only that. But that.
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