I'll drink you down at dawn
James H. Duncan
your memory; the stain
on the glass of water
beside the lamp; how
do you live without me?
 
water rippling; the way
you smiled put a wrinkle
beneath your eyes; I am
thirsty for you always

James H Duncan

is a tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure. The editor of Hobo Camp Review, James considers himself a student of the road, where you'll find him in late-night diners, local dive bars, and wandering train station platforms minding his own business. Apt, Red Fez, Reed Magazine, Slipstream, Poetry Salzburg Review, and The Battered Suitcase, among many others, have welcomed his work. More at http://jameshduncan.blogspot.com




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