The Work of American Poet Igor Goldkind

In & Out


This where I am at this moment in time.
At peace both inner and outer.
My hand polishes the glass I hold,
Until there is no longer an inner nor an outer.
Only what is left in between.

This entry was posted on February 1, 2020 by . It was filed under new poetry .

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