Fred Babbin Poems

You, God
Who created me
and the universe
with a billion degrees
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The Lights of Earth

The line is so transmutable
between the light and rain,
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The cars roar through the window
Upsetting the solitude of nothing to do
So we read and rattle the newspaper
That’s not from yesterday and not tomorrow’s.
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Sepals, petals, stamens, pistils,
Male and female
Making seeds
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A Limbic Poem

Life is a walk in the sun, getting wet in the rain,
a touch on the skin. a hug, a light in the eye.
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Ode to Her

The white bones
of my father
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I write my poem
I play my harp
my invisible harp.
It speaks
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