Ooh. Evocative. I can see the polished glass reflecting a stormy sky above- much to think about here.
I love the first line: a stone’s throw from a glass house. It’s one of those lines where you think, “oh I wish I had thought of that”. Great poem.
Tracy said it first and I agree.
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I love homophones, like “cast.”
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