Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Literary Valentine

Like decorations coming down
and put away in boxes
the trees took off their gowns
stood naked as if to mock us
the child arrived and soon escaped
there was a petition for mercy
from Lapland or Madagascar
which arrived too late
to forestall a bitter winter
each day was like a line from a book
but every day it was a different book
and your job was to put them together
a possibility as deeply rural
as any post-modernist churl

could care to get

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