Roy William Gotaas

Rookie (20th century / England)

Joseph To Mary, After The Birth. - Poem by Roy William Gotaas

The nightmare was not simply that I stood in bedlam,

Not the noise and jostling only that oppressed me,

Or the pawing adulation of the visitors.

The real horror was that I couldn’t rise,

To match the roaring gift of your eyes.

The pigeon should be an eagle, who brings these words.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2008

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