Friday, July 5, 2024: Duane L. Herrmann's "Partition Affects"

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Internationally published, award-winning poet and historian, Duane L Herrmann has work translated into several languages, publications in a dozen countries, in print and online, including nine collections of poetry, a sci fi novel, a history book, and a collection of short stories. His poetry has received the Robert Hayden Poetry Fellowship, inclusion in American Poets of the 1990s, Map of Kansas Literature (website), Kansas Poets Trail and others. These accomplishments defy his traumatic childhood embellished by dyslexia, ADHD, an anxiety disorder, and PTSD. He spends his time on the prairie with trees in the breeze, writes – and loves moonlight!


Partition Affects


My aunt arrived in rags

and my cousin too,

but they were alive.

Trains arrived

all passengers dead

didn’t make the news

too many dead to care.

Fortunately, my aunt

had been able to sew

some jewels in hiding

that were not searched.

Muslim neighbors gone,

they moved in.

Just ten, I

didn’t understand

tragic circumstance

as our nation split

with too many dead.


© 2024 Duane L Herrmann

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