Age Moves Poem by Liam Rector

Age Moves

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Age moves in the hound
As it was in me moving
Through forest I found
As to dog I went
That year scrounging
Through Manhattan
The wood opened out,
Unlikely in the city,
As to boy slandering
To leave his fitful home,
Bright he might survive
With his pen-knife only.

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Liam Rector

Liam Rector

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