Poems by Ian Costello

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  • War

    As the world progresses we become more...

  • Collect for me all the empires of this world,
    Be it empires of nations or commerce...

  • When we were in Vermont,
    Granted there were some complications...

  • Half a year,
    Six months...

  • (To the one person I will truly miss when my time...
    When I journey down Pennsylvania way...

  • If ever I was a mariner,
    your beauty would be my ship...

  • 18

    In these past few months,
    Seldom were our reunions...

  • Small children
    Screaming like...

  • How is it that I can never get it out?
    Everything I want to say is stuck in my throat...

  • Both when young did take to dance,
    But she much younger than he...

  • When light does show upon her face, what grace,
    A fragile dancer across her feature...

  • If this is love,
    then i love it...