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This poem is taken from PN Review 114, Volume 23 Number 4, March - April 1997.

Two Poems Penny McCarthy


Trespass?

What is the shape of this - its true description?
Can you make head or tail of it?
                               There's me
making a stirrup of my hands; my daughter
her heel pressed hard against me; then her elbows
on the coping of the wall above; her voice
relaying to me news about the garden.
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