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74 Enkidu’s Lament It’s the first warm day of spring. The robins are back and the forsythia is blooming. The sky is painfully blue. I’m punished for the slightest emotion. That “painfully”—I take it back at the cost of an arm. But what’s an arm when I’ve got another for holding you? Mistakes are measured here in body parts. This air I breathe is thick with souls that fill me with what they’ve lost. So few bodies remain, lingering at the stile, forgetting their names. I would say nothing forever if silence were forbidden. deNiord text-2.indd 74 11/10/10 10:40 AM ...

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ISBN
9780822991182
Print ISBN
9780822961345
MARC Record
OCLC
867785336
Pages
96
Launched on MUSE
2013-01-01
Language
English
Open Access
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