Death Becomes Poetry Share

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"You think I've been buried? No, I have been planted."Sometimes we all need a place and time to be still, to retreat, to hibernate. Find examples of your poems to read where you have recognized that without death there could be no rebirth, where you forgave yourself for retreating, where you gave yourself time to

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