Shalom Freedman Poems

PERHAPS I LOST THE POEMS LONG AGO

Perhaps I lost the true poems long ago
Lost them when I lost my Silence
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THEY SAY I’M AN OLD MAN

They say I’m an old man
And they say I’ll soon be dead
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I AM TIRED OF WONDERING WHO I AM

I am tired of wondering who I am
And going on about myself
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Irony is the last refuge of a metaphor-less poet
Saying more than one thing at one time-
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THE ROAD IS OPEN BEFORE ME

The road is open before me-
It is a long road-
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THE SMALL SMILING CHILD IN HER MOTHER'S ARMS

The small smiling child
in her mother's arms
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A POEM OF JOY IN OLD AGE

A Poem of Joy in Old Age
Is a small poem
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I AM AN OLD MAN WRITING A POEM

I am an old man writing a poem
I have been writing a poem all my life
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HOW CAN POETRY HEAL THE SICK?

How can Poetry heal the sick?
When the sick can no longer speak
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ALL DAY LONG / I HAVE BEEN WALKING AND THINKING

All day long
I have been walking and thinking
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