For Sylvia, from Poetry Foundation’s archives.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/19639
from Of Late / by George Starbuck (1931–1996)
He said it with simple materials such as would be found in your kitchen.
War
DPF / Akhmatova
Dreams, war.
from Poem Without a Hero / by Anna Akhmatova
But a dream — is also something real,
Soft embalmer, Blue Bird,
The parapets and terraces of Elsinore.
DPF / Hugo
War, dreams, home.
from In Your War Dream / by Richard Hugo
You ask, “Why must I do this again?” A man
replies, “Home.” You fly over one country
after another. The nations are bright, like a map.
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