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All We've Been Told

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I can recall her bent back in the garden,
staking tomato plants and raking soil;
in winter, when the bitter earth would harden,
shovelling the ice and snow, her toil

remembered only by blue jays; and, come
the summer, sitting in her yard with clothes
clean on the drooping lines, how she would hum
and sing in Calabrese and cut a rose.
Those candy handouts during Halloween,
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Saturday, April 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer,death
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