Sandra Feldman Poems

Those that reach
For candles
In the dark
Without ever finding
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How very, very
Personal,
Poetry is!
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It was love
At first chords,
That magically
Stole,
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I draw you
In my mind,
You know,
That perfect
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Where were the seeds of evil
Sown,
In the Garden of Evil?
Or did they spontaneously
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I've noticed,
That,
The one thing
Poet's can't resist
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Only Fools
Try to do
The impossible!
Are all dreamers
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Poems,
Gratefully, beautifully
Don't grow old,
As we do,
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Sure,
I've got friends!
The whole Dictionary
Is my friend!
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Verses,
May seem to be
Just words
In harmony,
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