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Mark DeCartaret

All The More Reason

for Sid Hall

 

There’s no theme here.

 

No me to remaster,

stream into the sea.

 

And nothing to tame

 

into meter. Not a single

note to sing or miss

 

having been sung.

 

If one mentions the rain

again, the air given to

 

sighs, or returns to

 

the tine’s rusty sounding,

it’s only for memory’s

 

sake, this short time--

 

long enough for the tune

to be named and then

 

danced to, reminding us

 

what all days are made

from and what for.


 

Mark DeCarteret's 8th book Props was published by Bee Monk Press this year.




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