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Three Poems

THE BALTIMORE SUN

Dawn

Birds are twitting

the rising lion,

rude and shrill,

but it will

stalk the sky

all morning

til by noon

they hide in thickets,

chastened,

still.

Intimation

A single rose

Ticks

On the kitchen table.

I set the salt down

And petals

Explode

Onto the wood,

Lie still --

A scattered palm

Upturned

to the empty stamen.

Quickly I scoop them

Into the trash. Heart

Beating

A little faster.

Jog

Sweat, honeysuckle,

mulch, carrion -- a poison

curled, reminding me.

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