Peter Russell

(1921-2003 / Bristol)

Night The Seventh - Poem by Peter Russell

My life's like sugar candy
It burns my mouth

I was suckled by wolves
Shall go take a bear for lover

In the afternoon


Poet's Notes about The Poem

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



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