6/2/17: before the blight, sugar dollars, a near miss, & people being mostly water and not nocturnal



Ruth Stone – Before the Blight

The elms stretched themselves in indolent joy,
arching over the street that lay in green shadow
under their loose tent.

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Andrea Cohen- Where the Sugar Dollars

Where the sugar dollars

have not yet reached is

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Fanny Howe – Near Miss

I almost met you
On a Saturday
In Gloucester.
The wind blew easterly.
There was a jar of mums
On a table near the window.

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Matt Mauch – People being mostly water
and not nocturnal


What I aspire to is the example of the day moon,
seeing and being seen,

emeritus, laying my moon hands,
which are as immune from prosecution

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