William B. Deutscher Poems

As the couple next door
Resume hostilities
Bits of their detritus
Float in the August night;
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Lunchtime in a cafeteria, the
Chatter of conversation between bites,
With multiple utterances joined
As one persistent, cacophonous din
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Commencement proceedings are done
This Sunday afternoon and wind blows,
Rustling the green leaves of the trees
Beyond the vacant athletic field;
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Nothing much happens
For the longest time
And then something explodes
Part and parcel
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I looked to see your face
Removed from a distant place

The way was creeping love
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Nobody knows this tune you see
The one with the sorry sting
Don't ask me how it came to be
It seems such a fleeting thing
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I'm looking for you
In the happenstance moment
Of a flimsy day
And the private way
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Where's that special something
You used to carry all the day
Regal like a queen without a king
You abdicate from far away
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Broken glass and all
I wait behind the mirror
For a tweak of sun
Stroked to languid hills
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Now waiting expectantly for summer
To play in the ear as a tinkling tune
The fairground whirl of the once-empty lot
Dancing music for air-conditioned nights
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