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 Sep 2013 Ann Beaver
Tim Knight
Shadow coat, buttoned up to the neck,
disappears and reappears under the
sky and lamplight hanging up high, loose,
hurrying around with nothing to do; it does
not notice the suspicion walking around beneath it,
lost but going home, reaching that destination
before limbs give up, fail on the floor, found the next day
twisted in a combination no locksmith
can undo.
head over to COFFEESHOPPOEMS.COM to see the accompanying picture.
afloat in the starlight flares
ghost tied and eyeless
pin ***** black iris
in your navy hair

paper blossom and white thunder
your older sister and i
harvest vineyard sky
on our knees the dirt of wonder
that night
on the ferris wheel
coney island
in the rain
the atlantic ocean
fell asleep
and pulled back the blankets
of autumn
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