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Broken Bleeding Heart

..."How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?" —Carson McCullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter Which moron invented the term j......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, child, death, heartbroken, sad,
Form: Free verse

The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

......for Carson McCullers Terse language scored to the bone with no leftovers; pouring sorrow into every crucial word without a shred of platitude. She faced her ghosts wit......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, writing,
Form: Verse

Musings On a Southern Novelist

...Terse language scored to the bone with naught leftover, truth suffusing every word without a shred of platitude. She faced her challenges with fortitude, hope and loss a perfect blending, ......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, writing,
Form: Verse

The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

......for Carson McCullers Terse language scored to the bone with naught leftover, truth suffusing every word without a shred of platitude. She faced her ghosts with fortitude, hope and loss a p......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, on writing and words,
Form: Quatrain

The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

......for Carson McCullers Terse language scored to the bone with no leftovers; pouring sorrow into every crucial word without a shred of platitude. She faced her ghosts wit......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, dedication
Form: Verse

Truth

......for Carson McCullers Terse language scored to the bone with no leftovers; pouring sorrow into every crucial word without a shred of platitude. She faced her ghosts wit......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, dedication
Form: Verse

The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

......for Carson McCullers Terse language scored to the bone with no leftovers; pouring sorrow into every crucial word without a shred of platitude. She faced her ghosts wit......Read the rest...

Categories: mccullers, art, on writing and
Form: Free verse