Peter Bakowski Poems

The thin armour

you give the newborn,
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When all the things you need to do
remain
all the things you need to do.
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Either tortoises live long lives because they don’t hurry

or they don’t hurry because they live long lives.
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Some worry about going bald,
others go bald from worrying.
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Although she’s mopping the kitchen floor,
Ella is crying.

Words come out of her husband’s mouth.
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Your journey will be long,

dangers certain.
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Two Japanese soldiers tied me to the lamppost with rope.

Their commanding officer had a small mole on his right cheek.
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I’m in more than two minds about it.
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Wen stares into the bathroom mirror,

touches lightly his graying hair,
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Ten pages a day in longhand,

Verna’s new novel is going well.
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