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.
J-9thxciv (J 9th 94)
Thank you kindly dear
Thank you kindly dear Starward.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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