orange is now the color of mourning bright and beautiful orange the color of Toronto sunsets orange- the color of the maple leaf in October the color of a people's misery the color for so many nameless, hidden, children's graves 4 thousand, plus the unfound . . . children, entrusted to Bishops, Kings and Queens orange for a mother's sorrow beautiful orange now a color of mourning
Dam - what a poem. Wonderful work!
Oh I love this poem.... I always felt that yellow was the colour of 'grief' (I wrote something about this in a journal sometime, when I was processing the death of a close friend), and I'm glad I'm not alone!
I hope you will let me share this on a future post of Three Things Weekly... :)