Shalom Freedman

Gold Star - 4,892 Points (Troy New York)

Of Making Many Poems - Poem by Shalom Freedman


Of Making many poems
There is no end
And much writing
Is a weariness of the flesh-
And I am tired as no person has ever been
And I need to sleep forever
So that I can wake up singing
Prayers of desperation to You again

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013

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