by Däanlea and Kevin Alfred Strom
THIS POEM is really two poems by two authors.
The first part was sent to me by an aspiring new poet named Däanlea, whose work really deserves to be published in print one day.
The second part is my response.
This piece begins in a personal vein, and ends with an extension of the personal into the infinite.
We conscious and unconscious beings are all on a journey together. I hope this poem helps the reader capture some sense of that.
Continue reading The Pine
by Kevin Alfred Strom
(composed while forcibly separated from my family and loved ones and imprisoned by the U.S. government on false charges)
THEY PUT ME in a prison
They tried to take my soul
They sullied my good name
My destruction was their goal
Continue reading To Those I Love
by Kevin Alfred Strom (composed while forcibly separated from my family and imprisoned by the U.S. government on false charges; because of his disability, Alfred is incapable of understanding why his Daddy did not see him for almost two years)
WHERE DID YOU come from, lost soul child?
Where oh where, my darling —
Dark hair so soft, brown eyes so mild,
Playmate and friend of the starling.
Continue reading To My Autistic Son Alfred