Poem of the Day: (<=apr26), apr2005, all months & poets, (apr28=>)

Poem of the Day: 27 Apr 2005

Through the glass I see old red brick, color fading,

Through the glass I see old red brick, color fading,
with the look and feel of dried blood, bringing
forth a memory not mine of a time before I
was born. The birth of Brooklyn. The faded brick
draws attention to the tree before it, bright
green growth, so new, ever changing.

Claire Z. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#105)

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