(A Poem) Finding Its Title

Posted: March 10, 2014 in Poetry
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Nothing grows here
Since we left

Everything smells like death
Even newborns smell like that

Shadows approaching from the left
Stars blacker than black

Leaves turning brown
Leaving their leaf-prints on the ground

Even the sun is falling down
Concrete is the only land

Just the birds know to run
From the footsteps of man

Two Lovebirds Returning Home To Philadelphia After A Trip to the Midwest

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Comments
  1. Pua Nani says:

    powerful imagery. that is why I refuse to move back to the East Coast…

  2. Svelte says:

    Wowsa! I particularly loved this piece!!! Entirely wonderful, but something about those opening lines…

  3. Miranda Stone says:

    A lot of really interesting imagery here, Benjamin. “Stars blacker than black” and “Even the sun is falling down.” The desolation of this landscape is palpable in your words. Quite chilling.

  4. bejamin4 says:

    Thanks so much, Miranda.

  5. Kate Burton says:

    Lovely poem. The images are very real

  6. Lex Garcia says:

    I am very grateful wordpress brought me here! I really enjoyed a morning escape into your poetry.

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