Joe Howell

Rookie (05-30-1950 / Tennessee)

Hoarded Sunshine - Poem by Joe Howell

somewhere between childhood cries and todays cells
i have opened a place inside, where i hoard sunshine
when the days are cold and words cut
where the dead use their own language, quite,
like fallen trees in winter snow


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 10, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 29, 2005


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