We, The Living (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
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