William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings


Old poems, buried here, and here, and here. I wonder at their names and birth dates, and the lives they must have led. And I wonder if they will live again, and if what they say was ever really said.


I was by there yesterday
Someone left a light on in the house
Does the neighbor have a key
Or was it someone else

                          Mercy me

Her poor lilies look like folded hands

Songs and Letters, May 27, 2007

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