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eBook Village: New and Selected Poems ePub
Author: Judson Jerome
Language: English
ISBN: 0940475618
ISBN13: 978-0940475618
Publisher: Dolphin Moon Pr (June 1, 1987)
Category: Poetry
Subcategory: Literature
Rating: 4.8
Votes: 262
Formats: doc rtf lrf txt
ePub file: 1883 kb
Fb2 file: 1748 kb

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The store looked closed for years. I lost my way there once In a Sunday kind of quiet, Sunday kind of afternoon light On a street of red-brick tenements ow do you like that? I said it again. I lost my way there once In a Sunday kind of quiet, Sunday kind of afternoon light On a street of red-brick tenements ow do you like that? I said it again today upon waking. That street went on forever And all along I could feel the pins In my back, prickling The dark and heavy cloth. St. Thomas Aquinas I left parts of myself everywhere The way absent-minded people leave Gloves and umbrellas Whose colors are sad from dispensing so much bad luck. I was on a park bench asleep

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