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Oak oak! like like
it then
cold some wild paddle
so sky then;
flea you say
“geese geese” the boy
June of winter
of again
Oak sky
From The Green Lake is Awake: Selected Poems of Joseph Ceravolo. Copyright © 1994 by the Estate of Joseph Ceravolo.
Orchard sweet
sweet orchard; first
starve
Increasing centimeter
of air. Song
has really no meter and
faced, remains
once. Escape into uneven Impaired
when it turns out.
Saturday night I buy a soda
Someone’s hand opens I hold it
It begins to rain
Avenue A is near the river