Winter Alone

Winter Alone

A Poem by Leslie Philibert
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nobody seems to want to publish my poems, so I will write for myself this is probably more important

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a big fat white god
hollows out my warmth
the tracks and steps
follow me, a ship
slowed by frost

like a heavy horse i breath ice
dancing at my door

this while stops
and you are not here

© 2019 Leslie Philibert


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the trek of loneliness, then coming home to no one....it's like in Macleish's poem Ars Poetica..."the grief/ an empty doorway or a maple leaf"---

someone was there but now is not...

very compelling poem...and i cannot fathom that no one wants to publish your poems..your writing is of such high quality, Leslie.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


For the life of me I return here for a moment in time to read your sublime poetry once more and I for one cannot understand the world of publishing. Self publishing (on Amazon etc) seems to me a false God.
Another amazing poem in your individual short descriptive style.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany



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I`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..

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A Poem by Leslie Philibert