The Old Garden Shed

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June 3, 2012 at 12:54 pm  •  Posted in Poetry by  •  2 Comments

when my old man
used to

beat me out back
beside

the white garden shed
I would

mumble your words
about

a red wheel
barrow

waiting until his calloused hand
was still.

__________

Poem and photo: The Old Garden Shed © 2012 by Shawn Radcliffe / Branáin

The poem was written as a tribute to William Carlos Williams.

2 Comments

  1. alexandra / June 3, 2012 at 9:07 pm / Reply

    like the new look of your blog 🙂

  2. Branáin / June 4, 2012 at 3:38 am / Reply

    thanks. a makeover is always refreshing.

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