Ash

If your life is burning well , poetry is its ash.
Leonard Cohen

At 2180 poems by November 2016, mine eminently qualifies to be called a heap of ash.

Poetry is burnt out living moments.

A poem a day , since 2011, keeps my life burning .The midnight oil burns and keeps the heap growing.

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