Poem of the Day: Frank Stanford

THE LIGHT THE DEAD SEE There are many people who come backAfter the doctor has smoothed the sheetAround their bodyAnd left the room to make his call.They die but they live.They are called the dead who lived through their deaths,And among my peopleThey are considered...

Poem of the Day: Frank Stanford

  THE LIGHT THE DEAD SEE   There are many people who come back After the doctor has smoothed the sheet Around their body And left the room to make his call. They die but they live. They are called the dead who lived through their deaths, And among my people...

Poem by Frank Stanford

I was reading the poetry collection, You, by Frank Stanford today and really liked this poem. I hope you enjoy it. WEARINESS OF MEN My grandmother said when she was young The grass was so wild and high You couldn’t see a man on horseback. In the fields she made...