Can you keep a sad light just by
holding (in a black&white),
as Frank held you and Dolores in
a Japanese yard, long ago?
And the last rose, amidst the sun
& arms,
his final, his inseparable--
dear Claudia, this rather now wraps
around you
2 comments:
Dear Conrad,
What a beautiful poem!
I am moved to tears.
Thank you so much,
Love,
Claudia
Indeed, a fitting tribute to a sadly neglected American poet--a situation which his daughter is diligently trying to rectify.
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