in the square
there is no tin cup for change
only lace from a wedding dress
and a derailed train
there is no tin cup for change
only lace from a wedding dress
and a derailed train
posted by David Leftwich at 10:49 PM
Friday, December 31, 2004
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1 Comments:
Powerful words. Thank you. I'm glad to see someone trying to deal with this in verse. I've been transfixed by the images on CNN -- but too preoccupied with heavy family matters to feel inclined to deal with this in verse, or even verse "pastiche". You're doing what a poet should. All power(s) to you.
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