Dailies 12/18/16: a mouth, a dolphin, an immigrant & an old man



A Mouth – Richard Lyons

A sack of marbles, worthless coins, say what you will.
A mausoleum of teeth, stale saliva.
What’s behind the lips is a geyser.

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Lateral – Paul Muldoon

In the province of Gallia Narbonensis and the region of Nemausus there
is a marsh called Latera where dolphins and men co-operate to catch fish.
—PLINY THE ELDER, Natural History

In spite of a dolphin wearing through, every two hours, his outer layer
of conveyor-belt polymer, in spite of the spill of venom
by which his affiliates used to lure

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The Immigrant Story – Grace Paley

One day in my family’s life
I entered the English language
d’s and t’s in my teeth      s’s steaming

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An Old Man’s Winter Night – Robert Frost

All out of doors looked darkly in at him
Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.
What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze
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