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Ramona Hyman Poem
Oct 5, 2014
My body whispers; four days
No chicken; swelling be gone
Healing on its way
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Ramona Hyman Poem
Once upon a time
There was she-standing on the
Edge-becoming her
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Ramona Hyman Poem
He died
A full man
It was a Wednesday
(just after prayer meeting)
He thanked his wife
for loving the gap in his front teeth
for making him collar greens on Sunday
(Though she preferred kale)
for Sunday evening walks on concrete,
(Though she dreamed of a life near water)
He thanked his wife for
showing him how to love the way prayer
folds silence into the air—
then he bowed his head
Amen
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