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Endings by Derek Walcott | Poems Rethabile Likes Endings by Derek Walcott Things do not explode, they fail, they fade, as sunlight fades from the flesh, as the foam drains quick in the sand, even love’s lightning flash has no thunderous end, it dies with the sound of flowers fading like the flesh from sweating pumice stone, everything shapes this till we are left with the silence that surrounds Beethoven’s head. Poet: @DerekWalcott Online: @ReadALittlePoetry Book(s): @ThriftBooks ...

The Tradition by Jericho Brown | Poems Rethabile Likes The Tradition by Jericho Brown Aster. Nasturtium. Delphinium. We thought Fingers in dirt were moving. We thought Up names for flowers and what for weeds. We pushed North. We planted seeds. We forgot how we died. That year we had Enough rain for the gardens. We had Plenty to eat. The flowers we had Hung their heads like girls in church. We forgot who we were. We had The sun on our backs. We had The names for things. The names for things. The flowers we had were not the names For flowers. We had the things. We had The soil. We had the light. We had The...