{"id":5891,"date":"2020-03-16T19:17:30","date_gmt":"2020-03-17T00:17:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5891"},"modified":"2020-03-06T19:33:19","modified_gmt":"2020-03-07T01:33:19","slug":"lynn-finger-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5891","title":{"rendered":"Lynn Finger “Days”"},"content":{"rendered":"

Lynn Finger<\/h1>\n

Days<\/span><\/h2>\n

Even
\nif I don\u2019t cross<\/p>\n

the days off
\non the calendar, they<\/p>\n

leave
\nanyway,<\/p>\n

a bright chain
\nof pink daisy coral<\/p>\n

coins reeling
\ninto the high tide.<\/p>\n

\n

Lynn Finger<\/strong><\/span>\u2019s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in the Journal of Compressed Arts <\/em>and Ekphrastic Review<\/em>, and she is part of a group that mentors writers in prison.<\/p>\n

\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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