Guillermo Veloso

Freshman - 657 Points (September 25 1962 / New York City)

A Cold Vintage - Poem by Guillermo Veloso

The pain has past
The ancient tears of that century
Have dried and left only shadows of sorrow
The vines of gray you planted
Your lies
Have ripened
Vintage vinegar
Cold and pure

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 9, 2011

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