Frank Stanford

(1948 - 1978 / Mississippi / United States)

Dead Orchard - Poem by Frank Stanford

Like seven birds sleeping on the plateau
Overlooking the shipwreck of love, mystery
Of the drunken visitors wandering off
With your wife, men who talk with a bad accent,
The condemned the abandoned, one day of silence,
Two days of silence, dreams shattered and protected,
The more the blossoms the more you suffer.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 4, 2014


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