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The ImperfectionistElizabeth SavageAn unruled page turns—alone— moves—measure without— watch—compass—or metronome syllable and dash—alert— incomplete gathered to resist—the risk beyond—compare Last night I set out—early— this once—but met the current— deployment—intent—I could not see—and turning— home—took back—my company my friends left—on their own affixed—a new evening— followed—verdantly—until morning—winnowed— slick—was drowned—by noon— the sun had turned—to sea and sea turned back—to sound Without—regret—I still don’t—stir—to fill— my constant—cup though aimlessly—I’ll put it— down—forget my hat— and run—aground Elizabeth Savage Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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