Elementary School Lesson (dverse)
One of my favorite prompting sites, dverse poets, put Brian Miller in charge (look out! Backs to the wall… wink). He asked us to write a history poem, and it reminded me of that question we always ask...
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Boston (sort of a rondelet) There are no words for fear, for gut-deep grief There are no words to give us much relief from action of the thief There are no words © 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp...
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After the Loss of Him Her first impulse was primal: to clamp her fists and pummel God, invisible creator of Death. A precise hit to God’s gut; that might ease her unending, sharpsullen sadness. Time...
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