Your Eyes, by pd lyons from A Letter Among Friends Vol.3 No.1


Your

      Eyes

                wet stars

    torn from the sky of flesh

              sharp the laceration

              cool the winding breath of smokey sadness

     I mourn for you

        like a mother

    mourns the child finally born

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this was published in 1979-80 by a little print mag out of Groton, Connecticut called A Letter Among Friends.   Must have wrote it in the early 70’s. I remember the editors criticized  the other poems i ‘d also sent as being “…too song like.” Funny what one remembers.

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