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A Hundred Gourds 2:2 March 2013
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Eleventh month
eleventh day eleventh hour
at the Cenotaph
a little too proud
of so many young dead

spaceJ. Zimmerman - USA
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  a jar of mustard seed
given me as talisman
of faith…
forty years on the shelf
and savorless as dust

spaceJenny Ward Angyal - USA
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    with upturned thumb
on a lonely stretch of road
the ex-con heads home
five years of his life
in a brown paper sack

spaceJohnny Baranski - USA
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six years on
replacing the long-life bulbs
my late father bought
I have run out of words
to speak of grief

spaceSonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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  I don't want
to recognise the limits
of this love –
let eternity take care
of the horizons

spaceJoy McCall - UK
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