Randolph Larsen Poems

Michael Greaney requests his
orchard raked (a persnickety
fact) an ultimate apparently
secret half-desires orchards
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The drop of blood
A moment's treasure
Beneath low fern
Below high fir
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Two days without food.
In the gutter a ripe pear
- - shining blue planet!
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Duck below this loud marquee's
brassiest rune of rain transfixed
by dumb reflection on a drunken face...
What gives?
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Sunday
Crosseyed Lucy wanted
Someone to love her
So much
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