When Poets Die
...Why do the people mourn, when poets die?
Where do bards go, when they perish in their sleep?
And, if heaven and hell together weep,
do angels and demons make pause and sigh,
to raise...
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Categories:
hemisphered, death, earth, eulogy, heaven,
Form: Sonnet
My Kind of Town
...My Kind of Town
You said I’d find my freedom
There, where the cliff crags slip
into the dead thud of ocean:
Not yet kindred
Not yet able to place
Or misplace me.
I lost my children to the ...
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Categories:
hemisphered, africa, community,
Form: Free verse