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Cicada by Brent Goodman

Cicada

Your name  ::  august  nearly empty

Your song  ::  a viola  playing its bow

Your cycle  ::  bury a  child’s body underground

Your distance  ::  by  earth or sky

Your body  ::  a  searching throat

Your memory  ::  veined  translucent wings 

by Brent Goodman

published in Diode, Spring 2008

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