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Ode to a New Notebook

Breaking in;
The divine virginity of fresh leaves
As yet unlined.
Tilling fresh furrows in their tender flesh,
Hear me!
Gods of great unknown
I draw you forth in tilting glyphs,
A harness for your powers in blank verse
Distill your essence in these broken paths
To guard against the march
Of swift, forgetful, time.

© Guifré Bantjes-Ràfols, 2015