Jane Eaton Hamilton Poems

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1.
This New Country

We packed our bags and named
our destination: each other
climbed into the car
the bus, the plane
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2.
The Small White Heel

It was almost my 12th birthday
It was sunny and the days collapsed
like tempers
All our mothers wore orange pedal pushers
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3.
Four A.M. Feeding

i light no lamp
i go by ache
and touch
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