Dear Judy Smith McDonough
Would you like to consider the two following new poems for your new issue' I
have a vague feeling that you have published me before. Is that right?
-- Harriet
Zinnes
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Eidetic
Eidetic:
and it holds the memory in tow.
Far-fetched and bewildering
it floats
as the breath is taken in and out
while the steps are slow
and the eyes watch watch
that single bird on the sycamore tree.
When will the twittering start?
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Body
Let the birds sing, he says.
The head reels.
The smile is sacrosanct.
Tears listen.
The earth is cold.
It is yearning.
-- Harriet Zinnes
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