HG Poetics
Henry Gould's poetry & poetics. Write me : henryhgould@gmail.com
1.27.2003
[Another short poem from many years ago.]
OLD TIME ELEGY
Lord, we will write and write.
Your August ripens.
A radio keeps the beat.
The writing is what happens,
while merged with the wheat
a single strand of hair stays hidden.
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