My husband has a crush on Myrna Loy,
and likes to rent her movies, for a treat.
It makes some evenings harder to enjoy.
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Wind whistling, as it does
in winter, and I think
nothing of it until
...
6:48 a.m., and leaden
little jokes about what heroes
we are for getting up at this hour.
Quiet. The surf and sandpipers running.
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Because it hadn't seemed enough,
after a while, to catalogue
more Christmases, the three-layer cakes
ablaze with birthday candles, the blizzard
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The music was already turning sad,
those fresh-faced voices singing in a round
the lie that time could set its needle back
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From now on they always are, for years now
they always have been, but from now on you know
they are, they always will be,
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They've perched for hours
on that window-ledge, scarcely
moving. Beak to beak,
a matched set, they differ
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President Roosevelt, touring Ellis Island
in 1906, watched the people from steerage
line up for their six-second physical.
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