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"Meditations on the Art of Distance, No. 7"
My pen strokes are like dead reeds,
gathered upon the shore of this dry
and salt-clad
marsh;
an echo of you, lost so soon
into the wind,
dispersed like dust.
In case these lips
never took their chance to say it,
I miss you.
[first published in New Bard Press, Drive, 2004]
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