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Here's a Poem I Wrote, in my Youth, when I believed that Poetry Matters.

  • Writer: davidcarew19
    davidcarew19
  • May 10, 2024
  • 1 min read

Send Not For Whom...


From fields, rifted lately

Comes the whisper silk, the sound through all the other flights of song

Made plain to the crouching rabbit.

DIE, you said, with a crack of dark precision.

And it did.


D. Carew (this one is mine).


 
 
 

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