Notes About The Poem
This is a poem for one of my favorite poets.
Captured
Captured
His words sneak up on me
and I am in Portugal under
an almond tree, or at sea
in a ghost ship, or by the
gravesite of a poor
soul whose demise came
after climbing onto Jan’s page.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
April 3, 2012
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