Not To Yield Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

Not To Yield



There is no shame to bow your head down to
Nor Knots as twisted as the Gordian
In which your choices narrow for the few
Street performers tapping the accordion

For if by chance a vault will save your face
Freeing you on a riverboat to lend
Be grateful when the water changes place
Far from the wavering ghost of dead ends.

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Judit Vázsonyi 16 September 2021

Thank you, this poem has given me a lot now.

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Pasquale DiMeola

Pasquale DiMeola

Newark, New Jersey
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