EXCEPT YOU

What gets archived
a song in November
a psalm in the fields
chants around a fire?

Wearing their good shoes
huddled up the earth is heated
and scraped off the next morning.

Nobody will remember
except you
who swept the floor
and kept love.

Ken Been

Ken Been’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in many journals and anthologies, including Arlington Literary Journal (ArLiJo), Querencia, Plainsongs, Poetica Magazine, Speckled Trout Review, Kestrel, Remembering Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Passages North. He is a grandfather from Detroit.

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