Maurya Simon Poems

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The Fishermen At&Nbsp;Guasti&Nbsp;Park

In the first days of summer
the three elms, those slightly
opened fans, unfold
their shadows across the river.
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Noon. I can connect nothing with nothing.
Perhaps even chaos is cause for celebration.

And perhaps the astrologers are right when they chart
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