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To Aunt Barbara

Dusky voiced by a lake

Welcoming with half steps

Placed with careless love:

Come up please.

Max in the half-light--

You'd chuckle--your low laugh

Lighting a small star,

A Pall Mall angled

To a dull heart.

Barbara your voice

Was a season

In a street or country place

Forestalling day's end

To another time--

On a wheel--a dark potter's 

Eye, spinning at dusk

In a turning returning light.

 6/2006-5/2026

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