Treasure Island

Bill Grace


Seven Gifts From Our New Poet Laureate


Sir, it is not just your love of fine old trees
Or sharing the deep shards of truth's light
Your honesty about fear of money's power for instance
Your willingness to give your life away
A relationship of fifteen years that culminates in classic love
It is your assertion that poetry is not dead,
And the comfort that neither are you.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010
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