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Baby sits
with diapered bottom
against gritty linoleum
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At our first meeting, you had physical substance,
solid and weighty.
I made note of your presence, -
hooked nose, widow's hump, and your kind, but discerning eye.
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I spin a new web every night-
repair and replace the damaged parts.
My eyes (too many of them)
watch from different angles.
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What a maestro!
(What a dimwit!)
What didn't I get about my depreciation?
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bland white bread
for the round tang of basil
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Forgive me if I stare
at the fatted calf, the ring, the shoes,
the robe, ...... the empty chair.
You're not there, you're never there.
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You returned from the North with good news-
Little Thomas and John found
in the sheltering arms of Protestant parents,
allowing your family tree to remain stately and strong.
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The stark white of a sycamore
glints in the dappled forest.
A towhee rings clearly in the distance.
A trio of deer stare across the glen.
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In my mind again-
a tanned Tarzan
inching his way to the top
Rope in hand, taut hum of sinew,
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