Field in Summer Poem by Meena Alexander

Field in Summer

Rating: 5.0


I had a simple childhood,
A mother and father to take care of me,
No war at my doorstep.

Stones
Sang canticles in my mouth
As darkness rose.

Love, love where are they gone?
Father, mother, ink dark stars,
Singing stones.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 25 June 2018

Well conceived and nicely encapsulated with artistic brilliance. A work of art. Thanks for sharing Meena..

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