Hummel Poems - Poems about Hummel

... Do not cry for me, for I am gone. When my ashes are brought home don’t place them on a mantel between the tacky Hummel figurines. No, tip them out onto the backyard but be sure the wind is......Read More

... We went back to my house, our hands not holding but lively nerves under our clothes still slow groping the unseen. The moon raced ahead of us like a thirsty dog. Mama wet her knickers e......Read More

...We study our language when we are just born. First, we touch and hear, taste and smell, and then we see. We put a name on it. And we repeat it back by sound, motion, and symbols. Some words we ......Read More