Jack Spicer

(30 January 1925 - 17 August 1965 / Los Angeles, California)

Concord Hymn - Poem by Jack Spicer

Your joke
Is like a lake
That lies there without any thought
And sees
Dead seas
The birds fly
Around there
Bewildered by its blue without any thought of water
Without any thought
Of water.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 5, 2012



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