The cellar
of my past
winnows
like a bundle
of wheat.
On the other side
of a sealed door
my future
slips through
a sieve.
The answer, Frost, is yes.
If I could do it
I would do
this very life
all over again.
Ezra Solway (he/him) lives in Philadelphia. His poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Best of the Net, which sounds cool some days. He has other work in Philadelphia Stories, Identity Theory, Bending Genres, among other places. You can follow his writings on Twitter @SolwayEzra