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Roses Don't Bleed
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Satish Verma To find the end without
beginning. The pebble did not want to
go to sea. I ask the lake why?
Where was the slaughter
house of green truths? Where are the
primroses? We will never find the seeds?
It is all fake, the brotherhood.
Were you drowning the ships loaded
with bodies of the polished nobodies.
I have been reading Poetry
I have been reading Poetry for fifty years, as of this past April. And although I am at a loss to know what the name of your writing style is, or how it should be defined, I am sure, as sure as I have ever been about any poetry I have read in this half century, that I like your poetry very, very much.
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