Gjertrud Schnackenberg Poems

My father at the dictionary stand
Touches the page to fully understand
The lamplit answer, tilting in his hand
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Dear love, though I am a hopeless correspondent,
I found your letter habits lacking too
Till I received your card from H.-lulu.
It made me more-than-slightly-less despondent
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The kitchen's old-fashioned planter's clock portrays
A smiling moon as it dips down below
Two hemispheres, stars numberless as days,
And peas, tomatoes, onions, as they grow
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