Writing and poetry
From the 1990’s

by Richard Van Ingram

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The last stroke of midnight dies.
All day in one chair
From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged
In rambling talk with an image of air:
Vague memories, nothing but memories.

from "Broken Dreams"
by William Butler Yeats

Come, my songs, let us speak of perfection –
We shall get ourselves rather disliked.
from "Salvationists"
by Ezra Pound

This collection of works is dedicated to my son and my wife. Forgive its errors and imperfections just as you do with me.


All material Copyright 2002, Richard Van Ingram and Degenerate Press. All Rights Reserved.

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