For Philip Levine Poem by Bill Grace

For Philip Levine



When Bob called
and told me you were gone
I started reading
you
gritty poet
and at number four
my cankered soul
was touched
and I knew at that moment
that you were great
as well as gone.

Friday, February 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Remembrance
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