Poem A Day – Nov. 18, 2016
#MIDDLEBURY
The afterlife of fame
David Trinidad
is dark
a neglected mansion
with vanishing court
rats in the empty pool
and antiquated actress
languishing
as ghost of her famous self
flickers ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Feb. 16, 2016
One of 100
David Trinidad
To be one such one – for one night only.
To be singled out
for this brief distinction
and fly first class (on miles),
wear black tie, walk red carpet.
To ... Continue Reading →
