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A Poet Dies

Poem for James Tate

Photo by Reuben Blake on Unsplash

A poet dies

and people act surprised, as if they hadn’t seen him
making out with Death in the alley, his tongue
wagging freely through that empty jawbone.
Someone posts a sad status update
about how one poem pulled their newspaper boat life
from the flooded storm drain and set it on Lake Winnepesaukee,
only they leave their profile picture a rainbow
when everyone knows a person…



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