Raymond Farrell Poems

Not for beauty
or cunning
or swiftness in flight
but an everyday presence
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We live
In the age
Of sound bites
Every attempt is made
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Tonight
As I sit
Under the locust tree
I see a full moon
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I could be
(And so could you)
What if
Nearly to death
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Today, for no particular reason
As I sat contemplating
I straightened my elbow
And my attention was drawn
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Today
As I sit
Under the locust tree
I think of my grandfather
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I was going to buy
Some jewelry made of Jade
I asked Dr. Chu's opinion
And he cautioned me not to
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Those who sit in judgement
In robes
On polished wooden benches
Always claim
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Today
As I walked
By the river
Near Gu Lo Station
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