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Loop Poems*
On the Shoulder of Another
A Glittering Speeder on the Horizon
Projection
* Able to be read over and over.
Additional Text
Guilford Bridge / After the Storm
One, Two is a Reflection
The Same Thing
The Man Stands in Yellow Sweatpants
Black Eyes
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On the Shoulder of Another
...when you came down off the mountain
and the sun not yet part of the sky
the marker made no shadow
it seemed that distance always
except then...
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A Glittering Speeder on the Horizon
...darling,
look out into the darkness, and you see that wavering?
a glittering reflection, flat and expanding
as you slip beneath the surface to catch her going in
your circumference traces an arc toward the horizon
like the dew which gathers on the edge of the infinity pool
you gaze past the glass wall and ask her, ...
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Projection
...this is what it sounds like.
A little place to hide. The approach tenderly cut.
The fringe dissolves at their feet.
Swaying grasses in the pasture.
Smoke from the first fires hangs low across the plain.
They gather and sip from steaming cups. Waiting.
A chill runs through it all,
squinting to adjust they file onto the bus packed in with gear.
The ground skimming past, they bounce inland.
Each morning at the same time, the same thing in two places.
This is what it looks like and...
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Guilford Bridge / After the Storm
as the water lifts off your heel
and falls back into the puddle
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One, Two is a Reflection
returning the way the two fishermen gaze at the increasing sky;
pale reddish, quiet. through it's facets.
their tin boat skimming across the reflection,
a milk jug whips out from under the seat, neither see it.
from above it looks like heat rising.
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The Same Thing
Overlooking a new home site cut out of ice plant and scrub juniper
at the edge of a canyon, the three boys kicked at the dust.
Finding no pool, they followed the rocky path back down,
squinting with the sun in their eyes.
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The Man Stands in Yellow Sweatpants
The wind gusts hard and fast pulling everything towards the ground.
The one boy says, "That dude that wears the sweats is like everywhere."
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Black Eyes
The three shines wane in the air.
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