Saturday, November 5, 2016

remembering
Hopkin's joy and sorrow
him, writing
read by 6
yet he wrote
and lived
for love of

obeyed himself
slightly more
than any god could have thought

ought not to forget
how the trees
these ashes
downed
cut him to the core
or the birdsong
(those prolonged stutters
led him to)

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