Poem: High, Higher, Highest

High, Higher, Highest Samuel Hazo Viewed from space, the world’s impersonal.                      France appears, but no Frenchmen.                                           Then Germany, without one German.                                                     Regardless, the richest man on earth pays three hundred thousand for a ten-minute flight by rocket at three thousand…

Poem: Gifts

Gifts Kirk Wilson I kept my life in a small room with pale blue walls and brought it back little presents from the world This is for you I would say This is for you Sometimes the gifts died in…

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