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This poem is taken from PN Review 181, Volume 34 Number 5, May - June 2008.

Two Poems Will Eaves

Evening Lesson

Filling the slant, suburban lawn
A cybernaut with ducts for arms
Ponders before the sun goes down
If it will ever come to life.

The afternoon departed's been
Immoderately hot, the pets'
Tails curled like clefs, reptilian
On a bituminous pavement.

A kid, playing, knows for a fact,
However long he waits he won't
Surprise the robot in the act
Of scooping up the puddled cat

Because the proof of what things are
When we're too busy not looking's
Obviously non-ocular.
His hands trip over rising scales.
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