Searching Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

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To turn
From the anguish
Of the world
Is not to escape it.....

In the green glades of the hills
The cries will follow you

Which you will not hear:
They echo in some limbo
beyond time

Where the heart is split

Maybe some day you can say:
Anger, be red

Purpose be iron

And all will be
As the magic of a shaman
walking into things not out

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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: blank verse
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 23 August 2020

To turn From the anguish Of the world Is not to escape it.... facts of life. well expressed. tony

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