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Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Earth From Space (So They Say)

She were born in Debaqqamee, Handustan,
to two tough nuts from Lower deBoome --
or so I’ve been given 
to understand, driven
by works from the ballpoint of Hume.

She were rais’d in Toronto, Ontario,
in a household of Canada geese
who, engulf’d (past-due bills), 
soon bequeath’d their best quills
to a paperback writer in Greece.

As a child, 'midst the mists of mid-dimnights,
when Sargassos flow iciest cold,
she would slip from her bed, 
slip her slip o'er her head
and let rip: skinny dipping (I'm told). 

Children Never Old Due To War

I, in nineteen-forty-two,  am born (of all the luck!) a Jew.  The odds are I shall not survive.  (Indeed, I died in forty-five.)  Korea, Fal...