To Poets Grand and Small by Seymour Shubin August 21, 2014August 21, 2014 by David M Jackson To Poets Grand and Small Where are the Hail Oh Suns, the Lo the Moon Doth Glows, Oh Princess Mines, Hark the village wakens? Am I this far behind, Or ahead again? Slow, slow I will catch up Or doth I, Damn, damn, I’ll just wait for you Seymour Shubin 2012 Related Posts:Red Phosphorous, bonus poem from the “Periodic Table of…Bohrium, from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series by…Life and Opinions of Doctor Bop the Burnt-Out Prof. A Poem…AMERICAN MOBILE. A Poem by EM Schorb.Walkways. A Poem by Allison GrayhurstThe Mural's Secrets - A Poem Of Hollywood From Ron Olsen
