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okay My new favorite poem by Irving Layton:
Lover, where are you?
the distant sky swallowed you up
in the roaring toy box
and you disappeared into it's gulps
It was a blank sky I saw
a cold dawn-white sky, suddenly empty
and so cast and overspreading
I could write my grief on it
Without you laughing beside me
the expresso was acid on my tongue
as its blankness rushed out like a noise
to envelop the frenzied airport.
Where are you, lover?
I look through the kitchen window, stare;
the tall backyard trees and hedges are a green unanswering wall.
July 22 2005, 17:00:27 UTC 6 years ago
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