Tuesday, September 1, 2009

9/1/1939 Valentine

The leaves on the trees are yellow
but the leaves on the ground are red
if you stand between them and
beside me in this muted light
we could imitate a tree I bet

or a whole colony of oaks
I think or sugar maples left
somewhere in Poland
we could hear the camera
talking to the clock

and the gun go off
in the picture
in the leaves
the invulnerable
fragility of each.

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