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from the September 2005 issue: A Freckle On The Nose: Poetry Over Prose

Another Sky

An asphalt sky: your memory
Your earth is only a body


Time is a poem approaching
Time is a poem withering
Time is a poem dying
& time is a wailing wall
for poems and dreams


Such is exile
Your bottlenecked bottleneck
The wounded Fatherland's open sores
moaning within you


An asphalt sky: your memory
Your earth is only a body

September 2005
A Freckle On The Nose: Poetry Over Prose
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