Your words
Lift my heart
Like music,
Sweet
And perfect,
Bearing away
All the heartache
Of short years
Hard lived,
And hard loved.
Just the brush
Of your skin
Is a happiness
I gladly cherish,
But cannot explain.
You speak
My name,
And I can't believe
You even see me.
Your whisper
Softens
The sharpest
Of loneliness,
Drawing joy,
Blazing
Like a candle,
From otherwise
And absolute
Darkness.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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