Here you will find the Poem Histrionics of poet Lola Ridge
-Albert Parsons went to his death singing Annie Laurie; didn't another have a rose in his coat- or was it a pink- dramatizing himself- Blooded rose stalk hanging out of an empty coat lapel, or was it a pink carnation rose color soft as sunrise glimmering upon a gallows, and streak of silver song ravelled with the rain on a filthy Chicago morning in the Eighties- you shall outlast horizons.
