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Poem #11: Get Back in the Ring
Let me take you behind the scene Where the people live on another screen Well, we all love screens, And confuse them for the truth. We have no reason to…
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Let me take you behind the scene Where the people live on another screen Well, we all love screens, And confuse them for the truth. We have no reason to…
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Our daughter said, this morning, “Oh, look at how fast the yellow leaves are falling from the Norway Maple!” You said, “If we all blew on them, down they’d go.”…
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They say it’s like an onion This work You slice through layer after layer To get to a core Is there a core to an onion? They forgot to tell…
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We have waited for this day. We didn’t know what we’d been missing Until we drove out of town, through the last color–– Bursts of yellows and oak-tawny leaves The…
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Two years ago I was afraid to wake up Afraid to find out The truth I knew in my bones Even today, I have to circle around the memory It’s…
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My son has a lion and a lamb inside that cage that guards his heart. He bellows and shakes his mane, He bleats under his blanket. Sometimes I despair that…
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My mother had muscles. Her shoulders were tanned, freckle-brown all year long, Stained from summers of tennis Her calves tensed and flexed Even when doing the dishes, balletic No…
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You are from Manhattan streets that smell like ancient cement and sewage Where leaves crunch underfoot and decompose faster than in the country Where the wealthy try to clean up…
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On the last day of my period, The doctor calls to tell me I am in menopause I put down the phone, feel the lump in the back of my…