No Poem For Days
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Shalom Freedman
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No poem for days
A forgotten art
A long silence
Between small lines
Old age tiredness
Of body and mind
An effort against
The inner emptiness
Words of simple self- description
No music no melody
Small feeling
Trying to come back
Weakness in and out
These lines
The thing itself
As a diminished thing
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