Written in the mid-80s for a writing friend after many conversations on poetry and suicide during a brief period which resulted in a small body of work tagged the Wittenberg poets. The background is a suicide of their close friend, Stevie, in the early 60s during their W. University days; an event which traumatised Mr. Ballou many decades after. Another attempt at self-offing by the poetic narrator in the early 80s serves as the contrast. Apologies for the serious themes tackled herein.
This poem is very profound.
This poem is very profound.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
Thank you kindly dear
Thank you kindly dear Starward.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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