Here’s a brief poem by one of my teachers, Mary Jo Bang. –Shotts The Cruel Wheel Turns Twice And tightens until language can’t bear this Hollowing, crash cart, Please. In the silence, A bus slithers by A din. The aluminium morning moves like a train, A metal rod Exiting a tunnel, dropped in a gate [...]
Posted on March 8th, 2007 by Shotts
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