When I was Young and Proud – Raphael Block
August 12th, 2013 by admin
When I was Young and Proud
When I was young and proud owner of a lawn it would have caused offense. But now, singing dandelions innocently declare summer's height while couched between thrive purple petaled lights— morning glory untouched by the whirring blade of notions for Queen Anne's lace and soft bare feet to sink and rise with violet-green swallows' first chirruping flights. Raphael Block is a poet living just outside of beautiful Sebastopol, California, north of San Francisco. This poem is from his book, Spangling Darkness, which is being published as part of our Spring 2013 Season of Poetry.Posted in: Uncategorized, Forever Journal