November like a train wreck -
as if a locomotive made of cold
had hurtled out of Canada
and crashed into a million trees,
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I have loved this poem for many years. Thank you for writing it.
Does anybody know if this poem is in the public domain? Do I need permission from anyone to print it at the end of a monthly electronic newsletter to 382 members of a poetry society, which afterwards will be linked on the website of that group? We don't want to infringe on any copyright which might apply to it. Thanks!
This poem has helped me over and over to shove joy into my heart like a knife. Both my parents died from suicide and I live with bipolar disorder. These words capture why I want to go on living when it's hard. Thank you, Tony Hoagland.
Incredible poem. Written with great strength.