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American Poetry Review, The, Jul/Aug 1996 by Revell, Donald
The wind that shows a city
fills an iris, also
a heart suspended without wires
in the sparse lighting.
On a winter morning,
homlessness rides an impossible ani
mal into impossible vineyards.
The next wind shows a city
suspended in each vine, also
hanging the man.
If the hour had moved
without wires or the sparse
lighting above the wind,
none was hanged. Snow
fed the animals. Their eyes
we named for flowers also.
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