Bill Grace


Here The Poets Sing Together - Poem by Bill Grace

The net has united what civil commerce could not join -
Frost laboring twenty years for a two bill tip
No wonder there was a darkness to his soul,
For isolation was his true reward and punishment.

We who have come after have no excuse
For we too must write but have the grace
Of knowing of each others words and place
And in appreciation cheering on
The terrible isolation broken by the power of distant love.

How would Emily if she were with us now
Ever withstand the corruption of such adulation by her peers?
A safety - it seems - that only death or the greatest faith can guarantee.


Comments about Here The Poets Sing Together by Bill Grace

  • (10/11/2007 2:46:00 AM)


    The internet and poemhunter, in particular, has built friendship bridges between
    poets without regard to culture, country or creed. In my mind, I can hear them singing together throughout the world. Wonderful poem.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra
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  • (5/24/2005 8:05:00 PM)


    YES BUT HAVE YOU GOT THE GIFT, FOR WITHOUT IT YOU WILL DIE BEFORE DEATH

    BILLY
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 16, 2006


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