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2934

2933

2932

2931

2930

2929

2929

You could smoke about the parking lot,
And in unexpected marbled places:
A silver ashtray on a column
In a terrace corner.
In the interval was the sea,
The revelers in the palmy sun,
The birds walking about the lobby.
The scent of gin and lime.

2928

2927

2926

2926
With thunderbolts
Of peanuts am I
From four-storeyed Olympus
Zeus to the mortal squirrels
With seamless eyes.
In wonder they stand upon the sound
Of a certain window opening.

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2924

2923

2922

2921

2749b

2749
My august ancestral strands will all to one twine,
To one twine all,
It is a matter
Of time.
My grandfather strolled
In Prague along and puffed at his cigar.
The sky was gray but for an intermittent column of light
And the boulevards met this horizon
And that, at this or another angle,
With a cathedral coherence
Of single intent.
He was content
And took note of nothing beyond this his contentment.
This is who I was before I was born, looking
Idly at the sky.

2920

2920
The city church
Fronts appointed thrift;
The spiritual man
Hinged slant to the stone presence
Sits astep,
Guised, grimed, he smokes
Hand rolled; Landscape:
A psalm toned distant organ
Is the blue themed addition
To his vesper tot
In pocket.

2919

2918

2917

2916

2915

2914

2913

2912

2911

2910

2909

2908

2907

2906

2905

2904

2903

2902

2901

2900

2883b

Along
the
sudden 
edge
Of
somethi
ng
about
to happen
Lies the
Cat
asleep
in the sun,
And the 
geese
Flying in
a vee.

2899

2899
To be saved by an inadvertancy
Is as common as the twilight
Random officer speaking
To you.
In what mandatory credential
Continues the sun's sweet dawn?

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2897

2896

2895

2894

2893

2892

2891

2890