“
paint the pony I will ride
soft hues that gather childhood
and thrust forward, to nowhere
back again, we turn
to plunking calliope tune
loud, round notes, we lift higher
hollowed ponies with painted ribbons
between our thighs,
laughter in her eyes
-- from 'Paint the Dancing Pony' (a poem)
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“
The memories of some
pass by, pale shadows
with laughter-- songs I remember.
-- Letter-Back Chairs (a poem)
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