I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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13 October 2014

Crosses in a Graveyard

I wish I had had this,
and I want to deny.

The moist earth
has forgotten she ever knew me.

Remember how I hated them —
symbols of someone I no longer recall.

(Yet would still embrace always,
beyond this realm.)

31 Poems in 31 Days (from Poewar / Writer's Resource Center). Prompt: Choose a writing process you haven't tried before. I tried something I once read of: choose someone else's poem, respond to each line with one of your own, remove the other poet's lines, tweak. The result is a work of fiction and I think the narrator must be a ghost! The source was De Profundis by Lorca.


  1. I tried this technique once, it is a good one. Love what you dd with it, Rosemary.

  2. Sad and very sweet all the same time. And I like the format, I just hope you're not feeling too sad.