Tears for a Poet

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Tears for the Poet
A blink of Irish stepping shoes
Marinated through checkerboard splinters
Rise and shine fringes
The stuff of flamenco dancers
who leap: one two three
triple step

Bagel chips for tea
They snap like pen caps
A tinderbox tinkling, perhaps

Clear specks of sugar on Apple Jacks
Porcelain pickets on Irish freckles

Tears for the poet.
Falls like a sham





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