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You Were There, and other poems - 6. The Art of Remembering
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Poem No. 15 [2]
Tanka:
With this foreign pen –
No part of my body’s life –
It seems strength is real;
Weak piece of plastic and ink,
An after-life you can give.
Poem No. 16
. . . Two Fragments . . .
. . . The crowd moved along the street,
But not in strain, and yet again
Not in any motion base . . .
. . . . . . . .
. . . Memories made
In the art of remembering
Beg not to be ignored . . .
Poem No. 17
Tanka:
A midsummer's day,
so open and bright outside,
but in this café
two rows of lonely hearts sit,
split by all the open space.
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