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Michael Fitzgerald poet, U.S.A. |
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In Memorium
for Robert Hayden A thousand sterling hours cleft for the single gold - so Robert Hayden wrote - so he lived -unending good things, set aside for the excellent - yearning placed in a vase out of Keats - what is the yesterday he felt but the crucial yes after no - Hayden knew how to say no - he cut himself from his own fabric - Hayden was in many ways his own invention - yet he belongs to the world - Robert, Robert, so I sing you - hearing you have gone before us, singing - by Michael Fitzgerald, U.S.A. from Songs for the Phoenix, published by George Ronald, U.K., 1994. Arts Dialogue, February 2000, page 14 |
PASTORALE He trundles into town tasting the grasses with his eyes, savoring the light-long shadows under the white oak, treating day as day not wishing, but being, tasting his coffee, there, side by side with the workman, in the diner, whole minutes between them in silence--speaking democracy with the door open for the old gentleman in his overhauls, sampling the wind on his brow, to see the shape of evening-- | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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