The Lines Of Others Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Lines Of Others

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The lines of others are drawn as my face
And my face is far from being what I alone have made
And yet when I look in the mirror I know
My father was not simply here before me

We are closer to the few we love
Than to all the universe
The lines of my face
My mother my father my brother my sister and me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 28 March 2014

very good poem, thanks.

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Shalom Freedman

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Troy New York
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