At The Edge Of The Tower Poem by Fuad Rifka

At The Edge Of The Tower



The childhood that loved him:
in the riverbeds
The woman that loved him:
in the darkness of roots
The friends that loved him:
in the ships of ashes
The poems that loved him:
in the tines of the pitchfork

At the edge of the tower
alone, he stands
No hat, no coat

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