Monday, April 23, 2012


By Carolyn Cecil

Folded-down, rumpled page,
graying paperback
holder of words,
solace-laden verse.

Langston Hughes trills
sweeter than hope,
newer than first-heard:
tough love,
stronger than a fist
shoved into a wall.

His will to live.

Solitary, sophisticate,
victor, everyman.
He captures me,
captures you.

I want to touch him,
fine maker of words.

copyright 2010, Carolyn Cecil

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