I Love the Poetry of Frank Stanford

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    Tryst

    by Frank Stanford Wherever you are you are reading the palms of your mirror the water grass of your breath grows in the belly of the glass sewing an insignia on the dark sweater of the sailor your lover wherever I am waiting to drown in the tambourine you keep in...
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    26-30
    1 Response Sep 28, 2008

    Literary Festival

    This weekend was the first Frank Standford Literary Festival.  Although born in Mississippi, he spent most of his life in my home state.  If you've never read his poetry, I highly recommend it.  Especially if you are from or love the South.  His work can be...
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    26-30
    1 Response Oct 18, 2008

    Death In the Cool Evening

    by Frank Stanford I move Like the deer in the forest I see you before you See me We are like the moist rose Which opens alone When I'm dreaming I linger by the pool of many seasons Suddenly it is night Time passes like the shadows That were not There when you lifted...
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    2 Responses Sep 28, 2008
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