The Shakespeare exerciseA Poem by Donald Meikle
The unstrained quality of mercy
Is once more to the breach The sounds that mesh With pound of flesh are ringing in my ears like ravens singing through my years As once again I well with tears It's so damned hard to quote the bard It seems I've made the cut Alas alack I never learned to make a crucial putt © 2009 Donald MeikleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 25, 2009 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more.. |

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