THOLOS OF ATHENA

Saturday, July 03, 2004

copeland morris ALSACE

After a stranger
Missing a hand taps on the table
You think of your mother, her tongue,
The rain announcing twilight.
She speaks of Alsace; her vowels careful,
Her teeth as straight as consonants.
Agile child who can outmaneuver
Flattery or bitterness
You listen closely.

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