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Ken Mullin - RIP
by Darren SwiftI presented him with embers,
he blew upon them;
gave me back a fire.
I presented him with coal,
he took it in his hands,
compressed, squeezed out
the words not needed;
gave me back a diamond.
I presented him with a fledgling,
he straightened its wings,
nurtured it with love,
he gave me back a bird
and my words flew from the page.
I presented,
but he gave;
he always gave.
RIP Ken. 06/09/2006 Author's Note: For Ken Mullin, a great writer, a great editor, a great giver. I shall miss his patience with my poor words.
Posted on 06/09/2006
Copyright © 2024 Darren Swift
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 08/16/06 at 11:56 PM Nice tribute |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/11/06 at 03:23 AM James, I feel shivers when I read this from the tenderness with which it's written. I know Ken would be proud of this tribute and maybe he's looking down from heaven and has that standard red marking pen in his hands.
~Chelle~ |
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