Scott Simpson · Poetry
Wodwo
Where the Growth Begins · printed pages 116–116
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Source page 116
Wodwo
I see him there,
Swaying his stark legs
And somehow not quite me
In that dark glass I always look through…
And he smiles
With some kind of recognition.
DR SCOTT SIMPSON
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