The Russian skater
lost her chance for gold.
How do we rate her?
Only fifteen years old.
A child who lost her right to grow;
Whose nurture and support
gave way to a sport
where winning was
the only place to go.
Doped, likely by her
coaches and trainers.
The competitors who gloat
over her demise
are no less exploited
although deaf to her cries.
February 22, 2022
poems for friends 
Thank you Harry. The caring in this piece is palpable…
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OMG – love the poem-
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Yes, very caring. Thank you Harry.
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I love the sentiment of this poem, Harry. And you’re evolving new style of poetry with nuanced use of rhyme
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Thanks DB. What have you been writing these days?
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Been working on music for a song co-written with Dan Friedman for his upcoming book launch Cabaret (on Zoom). Also compiling a chapbook for a contest. Thanks for asking. I have an anti-war poem that’ll I’ll be sending your way
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Looking forward.
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