Paul's Corner: National Poetry Month

Blog Book Author: 
Donald Justice

On the Death of Friends in Childhood

We shall not ever meet them bearded in heaven, 
Nor sunning themselves among the bald of hell; 
If anywhere, in the deserted schoolyard at twilight, 
Forming a ring, perhaps, or joining hands 
In games whose very names we have forgotten. 
Come, memory, let us seek them there in the shadows.


from Collected Poems by Donald Justice