Poetry

‘Flankers’

I went deep into the vault for this poem that I wrote more than 20 years ago. I thought about the poem around 5:30 p.m. today, when I was walking Ringo-the-dog on the South Common in perfect October weather. The scent of dried leaves was all around. The air was…

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Usually I save my poetry postings for Facebook. But the beauty of this day brings me to this verse. An excerpt from the Prelude to “A Vision of Sir Launfal” by James Russell Lowell: And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days;…

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