The Gates of No RetreatA Poem by Arly ParentSomething strange happens at the Gate of No Retreat Blaring horns and stomping feet Cold flames and searing heat Stalwart walls and pounds of meat unhorse the rider from his seat Here comes the night the night retreat © 2014 Arly Parent |
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Arly ParentLantana, FLAboutThere's nothing about me. I play with pauses as well as silence. I write words, assign meanings and junk, and play with a language that might be as much my own as another. I don't know. more..Writing
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