Monthly Archives: November 2014

Poem: Rhonda Running Fast

R eflections of her stormy past H aunt her loveliness O ur farmer’s daughter running fast N ow is come her test D ream sweet Rhonda, dream A nd carefully wish for what you really mean

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Poem: New York, 1964

Could I return from far away, to snow forts where the young boys play. Where school let out for half a day, to hear what words the priest might say. The fall felled leaves red, gold, and brown, lay heaped … Continue reading

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