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PASTA-MAKING

Selected Poems

How like the forearm of that laundress
pressing her iron in a picture by Degas
comes your arm as you help dough through
a pasta machine, how like you
to be making things happen as if chance
mixtures

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Pierre Reverdy

ON TEN FINGERS

The Great Friend and Other Translated Poems

A line correctly pitched
My glance
My arteries' beat
I pass incognito
And you see the light advance

The door is open
And the sad sign has entered
The lamp has been lit
When a hand that runs
Around

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COAT HANGER

About Time Too

Pegging out shirts on my first-floor balcony,
I happen to notice a white, wire coat hanger
dangling from one low bough of the tree
right by our Chinese neighbour's garden.
What is it doing there?

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ANIMAL SENDAI

Anywhere You Like

'What was it he did a tail
at all on Animal Sendai?'
James Joyce

On a normal Sunday inside the zoo's
fenced precincts families traipse
over crazed asphalt, collapsed curbs
down what seem suburbs'

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THE YELLOW TANK

Lost and Found

for Diethard and Waltraud Leopold

Only a yellow water tank
stained with rain smears and some rust
on a flat apartment roof -
it stares at you from roof to room;
and far too near to have

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PLAIN MONEY

Liverpool Accents: Seven Poets and a City

To my father nursing a drink near midnight
as he stares at the wall and beyond drawn curtains
- Dad, what's out there in the darkness
where the gasworks was? A by-pass
abandoning your parish in its

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A UNIVERSITY GRADUATE HOUSEWIFE

When I Was at my Most Beautiful and other poems 1953-1982 by Noriko Ibaragi

A university graduate girl
married into an old country family,
abandoned her chance to study abroad,
their first-born son was so lovely,
 cheep cheep.

A

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LOST OBJECTS

Leaf-viewing

A blue purse on a fire-escape!
In this country it's a custom.
Finding some lost property,
a ring, or this blue purse here,
considerately someone
will place it in full view nearby
on a wall, a window

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MORE ABOUT THE WEATHER

Entertaining Fates

In an air of almost after rain,
our market forecast, moral climate,
she had said, 'It makes you want,'
considering me, 'to emigrate
- on account of this weather,
or the politics.' I thought:
some

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THE DISEASE OF THE ELM

Selected Poems of Vittorio Sereni

If it matters to you it's still summer
look here how on the river bank the tree
flakes its more tenuous leaves:
rosy-yellow petals of unknown flowers
- and to future memory
the evergreens

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CLEANING

This Other Life

Seeing as she submerges
disturbances of the foamy water,
unnoticed here, I look at her

skin suffused with warmth, the margins
of her self and I acknowledge
urges he pressed home, my fears.

Lathering

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HOW HE CHANGES

Overdrawn Account

When he comes round to recounting the story,
as if anyone else remembered it,
acquaintances spoken of
move dumbly.
An ivory grey
blankness in their atmosphere
has choked them.
A hardening of the

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