The Work of American Poet Igor Goldkind

Your Soul



So who is this Soul that you sing of?Andrew-Ostrovsky_George-Redhawk_GIF

This silent witness

Who counts the leaves off  of trees


Instead of gathering them?

And raking them into a funerary pile,

Into the giant pile that your better self will set afire and then fall from,


Or jump into.

Up to your eyeballs,

Up to your own personal crown of thorns.human_soul_by_lumixdmc850-d48ee36


2 responses

  1. Great poem!


    June 23, 2018 at 9:02 am

    • TY. I actually care about the people who read what I write.

      I feel a spiritual calling to do what little I can to alleviate other people’s suffering in mental anguish
      Even for just the time it takes to read them a poem.


      July 1, 2018 at 9:27 pm

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