The Poor Poem by jerome moore

The Poor



* T h e d i r t y f r e c k l e d f a c e s o f t h e ghostly p o o r, b r e a t h e o n i t s w a r p e d g l a s s) -
t h e r e i s a c o n g r e g a t i o n i n t h e p a r k t h e d a r k s i l h o u e t t e d f i g u r e s d a n c e i n c i r c l e s t o a i n a u d i b l e s o n g s o f t h e w i n t e r n i g h t a s p a p e r c u t o u t s b l o w i n g a g a i n s t t h e r u s t l i n g t r e e s t h e y s t a n d b o l d t o t h e f a d e d e m b e r s o f h o p e f o r a luminous clearety and solemnity in living a s t h e y s i n k i n t o t h e c o v e r t h e d a r k n e s s s i n k s w i t h t h e m l i k e a l o n g b l a c k v e i l which hangs limp f r o m t h e t r e e s

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