Earth
Tremor and
stone
beset upon the calm.
Now water
lines the road’s
bed, and we see
no means to pass.
Even so
you break what falls.
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This first appeared in Ijagun Poetry Journal in December 2013, and is also included in my micro-chapbook, You Break What Falls, available (free of charge) for download from the Origami Poems Project: http://www.origamipoems.com/poets/236-robert-okaji
O at the Edges 
Beautifully haunting.
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Thank you, Lucy!
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Very cool. Just printed and folded. Will read now. Thank you!
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It’s a fun format!
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