Peter Russell

(1921-2003 / Bristol)

Night The Second - Poem by Peter Russell

Why do you ask me
If I am alone?
I cannot speak
To anyone at all.
Strangers are like blank walls,
Faces I know barred gates;
And every sound
the click of a lock…
Nobody waits.


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MANUELA'S POEMS

Every night for nine nights Manuela appeared to me in a dream, and each night she spoke a poem to me. I had never seen her before and I have no idea who she was. - P.R.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 20, 2014


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