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Rae Armantrout
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Curled up in bed,I’m young
in the old way.
•
One
continuous stroke
without lifting
the pen
as if
“stem, tendril,
stem tendril”
were the words
of a commandment.
•
My next
elliptical loops
read “Praise.”
Word
deciphered
at a snail’s
pace.
© 2013, Rae Armantrout
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Curled up in bed,I’m young
in the old way.
•
One
continuous stroke
without lifting
the pen
as if
“stem, tendril,
stem tendril”
were the words
of a commandment.
•
My next
elliptical loops
read “Praise.”
Word
deciphered
at a snail’s
pace.
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