another day in NovemberA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoanother day in November broken pieces puzzles of war nothing fits back into life after, the induction, seduction, reduction of body, of heart of mind, plagues of shattered pictures of ghosts lying in cradled hands friends of distinction, now friends of extinction all as one serving now blown into proportions of segregated selves a day to remember for us a day to forget for them or perhaps just another day that arrives to survive barely alive marching to the same beat either mending or bending closer to oblivion. erin-cilberto 11/10/17
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Added on November 10, 2017Last Updated on November 10, 2017 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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