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"You must believe: A poem is a holy thing_a good poem that is." Theodore Roethke
Retired teacher. I write for the sheer joy of it. Prefer form over free verse. Favorite: English sonnet. Attended University of Florida, Gainesville,Fl and Florida Atlantic University, Boca Raton. Taught High School English in the '70's. Freelance Photographer for Hallmark Greeting Card Company in the '70's. Still busy writing poetry.
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though years of suffered loss bring no relief.
Remembered is the gas mask at a glance
by firemen-stunned below the Tower’s grief.
Our face defies that memory recalled:
that day we ran, all ashen_ panic stings.
Our skin and hair so gray; we’re aged, all
that day we flew, gray-haired,
our feet had wings.