Monostich: Who's Bones?
©2018, Olan L. Smith
I carry mother's coffin. I open it and find my own bone.
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(My mother, left. helping her sister-in-law clean fish, early 1950's, c. Olan L. Smith)
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
