II . The Broken Hymn

The Broken Hymn

THE BROKEN HYMN

In praise we must celebrate

(something)

Of the dead leaves

The cold air

The fallen oak

We

Who have passed

From this world and into

The next

The next poem, the next

Season the next affair

Who lay down upon the

Memories of old lovers

And lost friends

Who hear the voices

Of evening’s memory

In broken silences

In broken hymns

Who disappear into the

Darkest night and

Never return

Again

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