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Song of Hope

They kill poets in these parts don’t they? When I got here I saw Walt Whitman’s wizened head out back impaled on a stake flies buzzing round its concomitant rot and stench I heard one of the locals say it … Continue reading

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Walt Whitman

Of myself and stars, he sang in forked, unsigned tongues– Words his place-holder.

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