Best Grosse Poems

The Celtic Cross at Île Grosse
by Michael R. Burch

“I actually visited the island and walked across those mass graves [of 30,000 Irish men, women and children], and I played a little tune on me whistle. I found it very peaceful, and there was relief there.”...

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The missus upstages Grosse and Quade at unit b44...
for upcoming June 2023 inspection/violation.

Countdown triggers nails
bitten down to quick
geesh if only Mary Poppins
could pull off cheap trick
or think super tramping Glinda courtesy
film Wizard of Oz
Good Witch of the North
riding at light speed in nick
of time travelling...

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While I clung on the 
memory of yours, while I 
waited for your noise 

to make I was stopped 
by the motionless on the 
Grosse Hamburger Strasse.

Berlin became my 
second skin and I happened
to turn into a 

pale improbable
heartmark on its murky and 
woe-coloured pavement....

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