Thursday, August 03, 2017

If You Read Only One Poem This Year

this one’s not it, this is a waste of time
go east until you see the Mother of Exiles, fall on your knees
kiss the fourteen lines wrapped around her feet, each line once
fourteen kisses, engrave them on your heart
read them, speak them, burn with imprisoned lightning
until you are the lamp she lifts, you are the golden door
open above the harbor forever.

"The New Colossus" by Emma Lazarus

Available! High-Voltage Lines, Knocking from Inside

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