POETRY WEAK ELEGY Don Barkin What went on in that head? Sometimes a breeze blew lifting a little glitter as snow resettles a ledge. He certainly wasn’t that girl sweeping past in an...
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Two Poems by Don Barkin ELEGY IN A PUDDLE Not being here, he can’t see this inky portrait of a tree, much less the tree against the sky which is the limit of the eye, reminding us that...
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in sun and shade In a small town, people are who they are, no getting away from what the eighth-grade teacher thinks, the ex-wife, the hardware guy. And when the sun at 3 o'clock passing...
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