For KLG
“Now, November empty month,”
my friend the poet says
yet celebrates the ends of wars
with poppies out of season
from which the opiates of peace
seemingly without reason
soldier on in comfortable societal mores
while quiet flows the Don
and other rivers too with blood
the sound of guns over the anthems
words yet to be understood
there are no memories it seems
sufficient to sustain the peace of dreams
on we go beating the drums
as Neanderthal man’s prodigal sons
SJW.
(Stan J. White)
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Conrad DiDiodato has left a new comment on your post "Remembrance Day poem: Stan J. White":
Stan's one of the most technically skilled in our country. His poetry works at so many levels.
And that's precisely why so many contemporaries would fail to see it.
Posted by Conrad DiDiodato to Riffs & Ripples from ZenRiver Gardens at 8 November 2012 08:08
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Stan's one of the most technically skilled in our country. His poetry works at so many levels.
And that's precisely why so many contemporaries would fail to see it.
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