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D.H. Lawrence in my rearview
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They
were cedar now they're silver;
one
faces toward, and one away.
North
and east are not interchangeable,
and
west i..
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Some
kids delight in swinging on ropes
dropping
down into dark water.
I
never did; standing on the makeshift
dock,
..
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The
key to the world arrived today;
delivered, it
came with the mail; two flat
passport
pictures looking back, as I look
in. ..
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I
never knew my father; I am my mother's child;
father left farm for school, later went into sales
and out on the road, not that i..
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I
didn't find home until I moved to the desert,
although
I didn't know that's what I'd done.
It
wasn't the desert I desired;..
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The
porch swing sits unmoving;
it
should be rocking; the boots
stay
silent; the toes should be
tapping;
the air is silent ..
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Deja vu or nightmare?
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My
pants are a patchwork quilt.
My
shirt, faded, a size too big.
My
vinyl belt has only three cracks
that
match my ..
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Fascination
and fear are brothers
looking
down into the deep, deep well,
leaning
out over creaking boards
to
see the w..
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