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CHEAT RIVER

Tonight
on the bridge where I miss you most
I cast a line

to the river

The moon shimmers
like a fish scale

or a ten-penny nail
a hand holding a hand



::

It’s true

With a line and enough patience
you can feed
your friends



::

Once we lay in the grass
shined up and watching
something
called Summer

Moon in the sky
Moon on the river

For a second it looked
blood-dusk-amber
like the ventral fins of perch

like our eyes
closed facing up

It was only
the bottle light



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The big ones feed
down where the bank deeps off
in the darkness
where the little ones are scared to go



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I love to look
at hearts
said the boy

I slit our trout
tail to jaw
on some newsprint

I laid its parts
on the newspaper
to show him





Posted 01/21/11
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