This poem is taken from PN Review 153, Volume 30 Number 1, September - October 2003.
Two PoemsOctober
The sun lurched back and fore
all the way down to the shore.
Facing out the rain and sea
the doll's house pastels seemed to say
Once you were fair, now you are grey
while we have stayed this way.
Untied, the wrong dog flew
after another dog's shadow.
Come back, damn you! he called,
feeling the wind's chill.
Summer Reading
Bernard Spencer and Disneyland don't mix
but a book entitled With Luck Lasting's a must
to get one through the week.
Titania,
our cloned chalet, stinks. Radios blare:
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