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Myelin's iconic sculpture, and that led me to think about this poem and then to look it up by Yusuf Komanyaka, who himself is a Vietnam veteran and who is a really major American poet. This poem is called Facing It. My black face fades hiding inside the black granite. I said I wouldn't, d*** it. No tears. I'm stone, I'm flesh. My clouded reflection eyes me like a bird of prey. The profile of night slanted against morning
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
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Wow. That was an incredibly beautiful poem. Thank you so much for sharing it and for reading it so beautifully
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