Roxanne Dubarry

(October 4,1954 / Seattle, Washington)

'My Former Poetic Best Friend.'


Once upon a time, and not very long ago, I searched for a
wide river's road around the bend, only to run into a
dead end. Oh, but I can remember when, you used to
call me your very best friend. Our world's were as
different as could be. The only real tie between us was our
love of poetry.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The orginal title of this poem dedicated to Jean Carey was intitled:
'The Wide River Road Along the Bend.) Last August, I decided to change the title for Shannon's sake. This poem also appeared in the booklet called, 'Apples of Gold.' Which is an actual title to a poetry book that she gave me when we were still friends and attending Everett Community College.

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