Satish Verma

Bronze Star - 2,303 Points (5-6-1935)

Black River - Poem by Satish Verma

The supermoon was rising with
a great aplomb to shame the stars.

At night the buttercups wage a war.
Come unpretending, as you, not him, -

on the lake, becoming a stranger to
yourself. There ia an endless nocturnal confession.

Do you know the poison tree blooms,
when the golden eagle rises to take a dive

on the row of funerals.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 8, 2013



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