[Critique Group 2] Joan's poem for October

[Joan Myles]

When I am Little
by Joan Myles

When I am little

Again I climb up raindrops

Peek into sun-breaks

Ride my wind current

Pony through forests of time

To reclaim myself

The eye is too small

For the sky to inhabit

Despite its gaping

And hands twists blindly

Seeking after what I am

Already holding
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