Another Neighborhood Poem
Posted by Amanda Laughtland at 7/1/2007 11:09 AM and is filed under uncategorized 
Scale
White as a trout where
the filet knife fits, the underside
of a jet hangs briefly
overhead as Tanya and I assess
a bed of freesia for weeds
and insects and find both. The jet
veers left, toward Irene’s
and the house with dumpsters
in the yard, men on the roof.
White as a trout where
the filet knife fits, the underside
of a jet hangs briefly
overhead as Tanya and I assess
a bed of freesia for weeds
and insects and find both. The jet
veers left, toward Irene’s
and the house with dumpsters
in the yard, men on the roof.
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