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Poetry

Dear Empire [this is your atoll]

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This is your atoll. Reef crumbles to the touch. The artist paces along the beaches here, and you've loved her for awhile—delicate and glittering. She walks back and forth talking to herself and finds, trapped in a tide pool, a small jellyfish.

Topical Poem

At Villequier

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Now that Paris, its cobbles and effigies,
And fog and roofs are far enough from my eyes;
Now that I'm beneath the boughs of trees,
And I can muse on the beauty of the skies;