Four Poems by WINK Contributors

Individual names below each poem

Send Me Away

Send me away, he said. Send me away

where the hills are out of names.

Send me to that pasture where all the

noble sons of Troy are by their immortal

fathers lain. Send me further, even,

than the dreams of Elysium, he said.

Send me like a feather, like a bird that

was maimed but now restored to flight.

Send me away like a letter in a bottle,

like ligh…