The Early Morning Verse Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Early Morning Verse
Peace I leave with you;
my peace I give to you.
(as i read these lines
i am chewing my new medicine
a black herb so bitter to my tongue
to be swallowed when finally
liquefied)
do you know the sickness of the mind
of the poet out there? Just like you
he is looking for the cure, the madness
to be well again.
it is not the score of the hour
it is the easing of the pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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