John Wieners

(1934 - 2002 / Milton, Massachusetts / United States)

To Charles On His Home - Poem by John Wieners

Death is an unforgiven
That's what we have in common

language an act of sharing words.

Coming tears will do it

Where there's smoke
THERe's a suitcase

fairies never change

into fire

It's so hard to get to the top.

Death is a failure

there are so many of them.

Dont trust her
I don't care how old the races are.

And I never have.

for Cher.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 4, 2017



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