Saturday, October 12, 2013
THREE from THE OLD POET SAYS
“A poem is
like the scab
that forms
where you've pulled
off your skin.”
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“The poet's
empty mind.
A bus
that doesn't
go downtown.”
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“The old sick poet
tries to bribe
the nurse
for a cup of ice,
death
with a poem.
Not much luck
with either.”
