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Old 10-23-2007, 11:53 PM   #1
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Clinton, Nelsonville

Flying past the Clinton funeral home
with silver steel pedals and hollow breath –
I saw you stand two feet away from the coffin where your father lay,
a two day stubble across your face
and you did not cry
though your mother and sister and brother did.

Then the Loretto church sermon about jesus,
about your father secondly
and the continuing light of life up through the heavy white sky.
I looked up when we were outside; the puffs of clouds wisped,
they were bulbs of eggshell white
bombed together lazily in a dense mesh wavering;
but they looked like they might hold someone. maybe.

flying past the dogged-black hearse, an old Cadillac,
and through your mother’s red cheeks puffed up like pillows,
chapped with lipstick and smeared mascara
down to the iron black river railing
where you walk after the coffin gets packed away -
closed tight to a small hard hole
of dirt and animal decay,
to words by the priest of formality and pure procedure.

You took a plastic vile of amber liquid,
your mother’s car keys
and went so many new places,
and left without saying; but then again,
you were always quiet.
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Old 10-24-2007, 07:35 AM   #2
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I like the concrete images in this but the form needs some serious work.
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Old 10-24-2007, 08:20 AM   #3
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what do you mean?
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Old 10-24-2007, 10:32 AM   #4
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well, do you think that the form is better how I've edited it?
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Old 10-24-2007, 10:35 AM   #5
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This is better but it could still use some tweaking. Read it aloud a few times and fit breaks where you pause naturally.
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Old 10-24-2007, 10:38 AM   #6
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I really like the images in this one - but yes, the lines need to be broken more appropriately.
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