THREE POEMS
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Miriam Sagan (U.S.A.)
DNR
silver fish in a golden net
refugee must climb
the Pyranees
to a place of safety
still, will die en route
coughing
in a fever
Mt. Meru seems to rise
inches every thousand years
at its peak
fossilized seashells
of this oceanic earth
golden fish in silver net
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I’m a girl
I get on a bus, I get off
a different bus
my hair is tied up in a pale blue silk scarf
I do not wish you well
or ill
all I want to do
is finish reading this page
to get an average good grade
on a meaningless examination
where I describe a city
by its laws
not the notes of a saxophone
that float from the corner of the avenue
I get off the bus and board yet another
all I want
is to finish writing
this page
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the silver canary
sings in the hanging cage
on the porch by the stream
in Cundyio, hamlet of little bells
I left the cage door
open on purpose
this bird has flown
I don’ know
if a hawk got it
or if it flew all the way
to the Dolores
a warm avenue of palm trees
full of escaped parakeets
chatting blue and green
all I know
is that this bird
has flown
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