Best Byrd Poems

Centuries ago
Father Byrd crossed those worn and weathered mounts
into the wild untamed unclaimed Mississippi River valley, settled down
and farmed land in a place that came to be called West Tennessee
sent grandsons off to Franklin to die for the Confederacy, sat and wept
and said not a...

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Within the hype of hop-head hitter's fear 
Are bitter crystal lies of siren night. 
The sight of city sounds will surface near 
As frantic raging rhythms rise in flight. 

And songs we play in honor of the horn, 
Blue-blended notes and half-note incompletes, 
Diffuse the...

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