James McLain

Gold Star - 37,063 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Morning Fire - Poem by James McLain

To think how much lucky; ; of making with
'you which I'; to make against all the chance cry to think
of the mother, sisters like mothers their dreams divided
but never completely;
We making the blow and eye with morning fire
of famished hot obtain a balance in this momentary space
by words a poèt said he writes with his blood I with my small pica bodies to write in order to remember to be pointed out
our dreams our humility our noises making.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010



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