A new poem – what we are never ceases

Posted on Sep 26, 2011 | 0 comments

I’m working on a poem right now that takes these two epigraphs as a starting point:

Though we cease as we now are, what we are never ceases.
– Paragraph 22, Chapter 1, Book 14, The Good Book.

I am an acme of things accomplished, and I am an encloser of things to be.
– Song of Myself, #44, Walt Whitman

I find both of these lines so compelling.  I hope to have something finished that I can submit to the new Hidden Brook anthology: That Not Forgotten.



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