Death Poem by Len Webster

Death



So still,
A faint humming
And all the people
Gone

Powell Library
Empty
Its corridors
Dead

Just You & I
Alone,
Together
At last


California 1971

(From the author's collection 'Behind the Painted Veil', Outposts Publications, Walton-on-Thames, Surrey,1972)

Friday, July 22, 2011
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