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A county contained within America

like a fire in the sun, clock hands 
run their fingers across glass yearning
to touch the tears of dreamers that are like
photographs. Over Hempstead county the moon's
eyes are like burning ships, two hundred ghosts
clamour for lifeboats-clouds, hearts intermingle with
stars on sails. The subtle echoing of two hundred years
worth of tales are whispered by stars on flags to those
waiting to be born. Flags- tongues of ghosts of slaves,
wind makes contact with forgotten graves, spirits see faces
reflected in blood collected in the moon's tracks as it cries
the last light that entered their eyes.
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I love poems centered around places and enjoyed the American/New World feel of this poem with its mention of two hundred years and stars on flags; the poem makes geographical and historical references which I can appreciate. I could only locate one Hempstead County in USA (in Arkansas) and would be interested to learn whether this is an instance of poetic license. If it is, I would find that exciting, enhancing. In any case, I like the poem and choice of venue a lot.


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