outside, crickets
washed away by wind
down below, water
a tank, constant drips
footsteps up the wooden stairs
the rattle of the stove pipe
the wind stops
the crickets start, again
we leave amsterdam
michiel looks at craig and I both
sitting in the big red work van
on the way to schiphol
m says:
you guys are more connected now
not so, picking at each other, I think
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, we say
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About this Poem
A Thin Line Between, a book-length poem written while living in Amsterdam during the winter of 2010-2011, is Kingston poet Wanda Praamsma’s first book of verse.