A Solitary Confinement
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Laurence Overmire
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So few people understand
Or even care
The connection that holds us
Together
More tenuous than real
Perhaps then, my greatest strength
Lies within and not
Without
The tending of my own
Misfortune
A matter of dressing my own
Wounds
I need not ask for anything more
All that was needed
Was long ago given, and only now
Do I
See, and what’s more, feel
The full measure of my
Advantage.
(Previously published in Poetry Soul to Soul, Nov.2005)
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