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Think this material mistaken
we believe a century talks
we exist pure bronze
worn by thrash and drench
Who will say pebbles segue
thud with drab day on time
character a chosen puzzle
tag us as shadow nostalgia
or believe the kite shop shut
We learn the quickened axiom
the coal shed and the discard
deep whales a set cynosure
of afternoon thought and home
better sprung than father’s
Jasper Brinton born in Alexandria Egypt, was educated
in the Middle East, Scotland and the United States. Over the years he has
worked in publishing, printing, architecture, ceramics and wood. He lives
near Kimberton, Pennsylvania in a restored schoolhouse and sails the Chesapeake
in an old but seaworthy sloop. His poetry has appeared in Eccolinguistics and
On Barcelona.
Jasper--I really enjoy the economy of this poem. It pops and snaps with so many words that carry much denotation and connotation, and leaves out so many unnecessary articles, prepositions, etc. For me, it makes me feel a little taken aback by its force, but that ain't a problem. Milton's PL does the same thing! (A book's coming your way soon.)
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