The reconnaissance.

The reconnaissance.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The reconnaissance.
Flicking through her life, full-
a compendium of thoughts
written down, found;
love letters of hers, compelling
I felt fulfilled on reading,
but left empty handed.
I missed out...
on so much!

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 3, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..