Known, Unknown by Patrice Clarkson | May 30, 2019 | Poetry | 0 comments Known is not known Known anywhere Bright, airy time goes by Changing, blending caring Not caring whether we know What’s to come Or why things were done It’s unknown that known To come. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2019 Submit a Comment Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ