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NOW YOU SEE IT, NOW YOU DON'T
| Open Poetry #39 |
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NOW YOU SEE IT, NOW YOU DON'T |
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since 2006-04-29
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NOW YOU SEE IT, NOW YOU DON’T yesterday I removed the deer head from the camp wall where three generations had seen themselves in its watery glass-eyed stare I had planned its burial – I’d sink it in the lake – but today was too stormy to launch the boat and in the early afternoon a fawn drowned in the waves before I could reach it my friend speaks of mystical coincidence so I tell him my aunt who read tea leaves died at 82 and never owned a television though the day the towers fell the channel that I watched showed the twins collapse 82 times and 9/11 was the day my father had two teeth extracted and it was my father who visited my aunt’s farm while on leave from the navy and shot the deer the sun shone the day my friend died; it rained while I stood at the Vietnam Veterans’ Memorial; I quit drinking because her hair is not the colour of whiskey PLEASE VISIT MY WEB SITE http://www.anthonyarmstrong.zoomshare.com |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed reading this...James |
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