OUR FATHERS

[caption id="attachment_10782" align="aligncenter" width="348"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Our Fathers][/caption]Our exalted fathers kissed the steel and made thousand crowns of chain upon their throttled necks from barns where their being beamed dim. Fetid...

HOME

[caption id="attachment_10824" align="aligncenter" width="361"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Home][/caption]In my imaginings of home, Place and identity, a door opens. And I see the old country, The one I left behind. The house at...