Friday, January 20, 2012

Group B- "The Powwow at the End of the World"

I normally don't like poetry; I really don't. However, this poem had some appeal on which I can't put my finger.  Maybe it was it's repetitive use of " I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall" , or the fact that it allowed me to create this image in my head of a sort of "band of brothers" surviving after the world has "ended".


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