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The Winter When My Grandson John Was Two I went away and when I came back all the leaves had fallen from the trees and my grandson was learning to place verbs between nouns and was therefore moving naturally farther away from that dwelling where nouns and verbs together unsaid commingle and fornicate like man and woman-- trees tree leaves leaf balls ball --as it was in the beginning now and forever amen.
--for John Andrew
December 31, 2000 |
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Issue #30, December, 2002 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.