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POEM: Every Year You Die Again

POEM: Every Year You Die Again

Though it has been Twenty four years Since you took your life There are days When I feel you In my cells Emanating life force I’m transported To the shade Of our avocado tree In Florida Where you rocked me Back and forth When I could still fit Into your lap I looked up at […]

POEM: The Expatriate

POEM: The Expatriate

by Peter Rosenfeld You have left us our lush blossomy spring our flat coastal plain for a higher dimension perhaps more sere but where alpineglow reigns. A land of drama where guests are greeted by rearing blue ponies gallant with scarlet eyes a place where one dabbles with hazy pens filled with Solomon’s oil. Here […]