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grandmother poem

three years ago today
a bird sang
i have seen the proudest stars
no prey am i of poor thoughts
often i think of the beautiful town
we who stood
world that changes under my hand
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
one with you
see the tentative
up from the meadows rich with corn

 



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