Gardens
I eat an apple whole
and know without a seaman's
doubt the world is sharp,
my life is built in ruins,
and nothing holds me here
but gravity and hope
for freedom from such knowledge—
return to oranges,
New Jersey before such traffic.
~Son Rivers 2006
A DIFFERENT FOURTH OF JULY
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I have looked for a suitable poem for the 4th of July this year. I examined
several old examples. All the while, however, there was a very unpleasant
feeli...
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