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Poems

For God, King and Country

1 May 2014

1:00 PM

1 May 2014

1:00 PM

Flags and flowers:
three bloody years
worked in silk.

At the needle’s eye
stand easy, ghost,
slip through my fingers

your blue, indelible,
weightless kisses
for the children.


Tell Charlie, Min,
time is short now.
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