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Frank John Edwards


Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome Blues

NVA regulars snuck in from Laos And one blue morning suddenly besieged Several firebases And started blowing us out of the air. We lost a dozen birds trying to resupply And medivac the ground-pounders, Finally left them to knock it out and rot. My co [...]

The Sound of Branches Cut

I'm out pruning today, 20 pounds of girl-child Lounging behind me in a red backpack And the day pale but warm for February. Crows call and arc across the blue between treetops. I'm grateful the birds are so big and speak loudly So she can follow [...]