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  01:10

  DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE Poetry: Bone Yard,...

  DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE Poetry: Bone Yard,...

  Performed by Val Cole

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  POEM:

  I’m tired of piling up the dead
  in this bone yard called grief.
  You stack the dead your way,
  and I in mine.
  There’s no good way to do it
  that doesn’t leave you feeling undone.

  The longer I live, the more
  I see life falling down around me,
  and it weighs heavily...

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  04:27

  ENVIRONMENT Poem: From Eagle's View, ...

  ENVIRONMENT Poem: From Eagle's View, ...

  Performed by Val Cole

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  01:26

  GRIEF POETRY Reading: A Widow's Hand,...

  GRIEF POETRY Reading: A Widow's Hand,...

  Performed by Val Cole

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  POEM:

  A Widow’s Hand

  If the coast holds ruin
  like a pint pouring in,
  then this deep dorcha tide
  must churn its ruby-black heave
  until fragile foam flickers
  below giant hogweeds.

  And if cliffs are the corpses
  the sea keeps beating
  upon that sable crag,
  then the salt...