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A Tale of Springtime, and: Metropolis
- Prairie Schooner
- University of Nebraska Press
- Volume 78, Number 2, Summer 2004
- pp. 64-65
- 10.1353/psg.2004.0093
- Article
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Two Poems
David Semanki
A Tale of Springtime
If the heart exists, it exists
in time and place.After dinner, we put on Wagner; Nilsson sings
her Isolde, one pure
complete gesture as sex.Forsythia cluster
among a framework of solid stone and architecture;
the trees, a diluted green;as expected
from early April, its course does not alter.Is there consequence without
narrative progression?
Once you whispered to me,
I could leave soon.
Metropolis
Things are simple again.
The city after a thundershower,
its full smell of wet leaves and brick.
And the fog quietly [End Page 64]
erasing distance, buildings
far and near growing alike.
Out for Indian food:
the bread is warm; the beer is cold; I miss you
as you sit across the table from me.
The barges on the river can be heard
this time of the year, sometimes
at dusk and sometimes earlier.
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