And, But And If - Poem by gershon hepner
To the moon
when you dream of it during the day,
in hand with potential of “may”
adds a tune.
From the sun
when you look at it with both your eyes
can preserve you, preventing surprise
and much fun.
See the star,
Hollywooded on the ground,
not celestially earthbound,
Anita Gates reviews “Trestle at Pope Lick Creek” by Naomi Wallace who won a MacArthur 'genius grant' last week ('In Dullsville, Playing Chicken With Life, ' NYT, July 3,1999) . Dalton, an angelic boy hypothesizes about a light that appears when people die. His father thinks the light should be red. “Yeah, ”' says Dalton, 'like the sun, when you look at it with your eyes closed.'
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