no reprisal from the ashesA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
i wrote
a first draft of a poem but then shut the window
shivered one more time then threw the pen into the fire,
walked outside the cabin trudged several feet
through snow white pages turned an eerie inkish
blue, watched my writing churn
smoke from the chimney
then flew away with the words under
wing looking forward to a
different thing.
erin-cilberto 7/21/16 © 2016 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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Added on July 22, 2016Last Updated on July 22, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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