Godfather Death
May 2008
Old Death is a bitter man, you see.
He likes to toy with distance, with forgetting.
He lets the lead wind out before he jerks
and snaps you like a brittle willow twig.
He loves as deep and fierce as God, my lamb,
but only with God's vengeance.
Handbound, limited edition of 13 copies. Covered in black fabric with gold endleaves tipped in, this austere little book measures approximately 4.5 inches wide by 5.5 inches high and contains JoSelle Vanderhooft's long poem, Godfather Death. Color cover and 9 black and white interior illustrations by Marge Simon. 28 pages. Godfather Death is part of the collection, Death Poems.
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He likes to toy with distance, with forgetting.
He lets the lead wind out before he jerks
and snaps you like a brittle willow twig.
He loves as deep and fierce as God, my lamb,
but only with God's vengeance.