Verse:
Leedy, Dave & Dyken, Barbara M.R. Van & Smith, Le Roy Jr.
Dave Leedy Four-Day Storm Every morning we thought the storm was over. Families came walking out to inspect all the new improbabilities: power lines at their leisure on the ground,...
...Expression, gift of age...
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...Sound their close-knit harmony Around her air...
...Before we could get back They rehearse their private tunes...
...There would be no school or work next day...
...Real birds may have been blown sideways out of their trees With notes focused still, but next day they were calling in about the right numbers...
...Families came walking out to inspect all the new improbabilities: power lines at their leisure on the ground, safely turned off...
...every night one fell on our roof and stayed, Front left stage: a great blow, then a quiet friend, Supporting chorus of kin, by noon a trim stack and some pieces On entrance., the children could throw into the blackberry patch...
...On the fifth night driving home Moving downstage, beyond her range, we saw the lights on the other side of Murden Cove blink on...
...In counterpoint In one instant, ordinary life...
...If we wanted we could read all night Heroine sits, with no sense of being guided by the words, Poised in her black disguise, two heads in laps, two above their book Flowered bier a backdrop...
...At home after breakfast there'd be a branch nearly a tree to haul down...
...it might come on for us and be burning in all the odd and usual places...
...Dave Leedy Four-Day Storm Every morning we thought the storm was over...
...In mixed voices...
...several candles in the window behind, Mortuary as Setting for for a long read, first stories and fairy tales, Verismo Opera then even the bible or The Odyssey...
...The truth of death Holds the old To true pitch...
...Her aria rises...
...only the Serpent leering from the Tree and Cain, the honoured, with his hero's brand...
...roads green with trees...
...We could move them by flashlight later Front Right stage: to their own rooms...
...At night we set two lanterns on the low table before us Barbara M. R. Van Dy en and foolishly...
...Utopia Perceived I cannot see the grandeur of the scheme, only the steel-cold day that sets and dawns...
...We'd go down on the beach road early before the cars came,, Phrases her offering to see the haul of smooth sticks and pieces of shore life, Quietly...
...Her dead is the whole scenario...
...while a gate would begin to slam and fircones flew at the windows like birds...
...The rest Miss the theme Le Roy Smith, Jr...
...The children fell, listening, asleep...
...a crab going the wrong way, sand dollars, never whole, Her voice evokes the gauze of dreams arranged by a light random touch across the road, Now become her keepsake weeds, even in gardens and over lawns...
Vol. 113 • September 1986 • No. 16
