Gabriel Dash Collected
Verse over five decades and counting...
Friday, July 10, 2009
There are no trophies in my trophy room.
There are no prizes in the drawer, certificates
on the wall. All the gold stars
are lost in the sky. There's only
the setting sun burnishing the bay
and the cold shadows coming
to meet it.
12/07
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