Come Blow Your Horn
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Little Boy Blue, do
Come blow your horn. It’s lovely-fine to
Leave the meadow, & yodel out–
In general jibber-jabber –the
Way to your tender heart.
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Sister-Mother-Me
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I have a mother. She’s over there
In Iowa, playing Tetris.
I have three sisters, they are
Always available to me, on the phone
To laugh and retell stories. One of them
Did enough work, herself, to
Find her … Read the rest “Sister-Mother-Me”
With Turkey
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Two men say: I love you
With turkey. They do it at
At least twice a year,
Once at my husband’s
Table, with me at the store
Choosing all the groceries, the
Parsnips off season,
The magical ginger root… Read the rest “With Turkey”
The Two Men
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Before JD left, last time, to go back
To Kansas City, he and Colin
Agreed that moving the laundry
From the basement to its new
(Though not finished) room
On the 2nd floor, was the most
Important last and … Read the rest “The Two Men”