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[quote][i]Originally posted by John Kinsella[/i] [br]Ghazal — seventh plea for the life of Van Nguyen Buoyed by rain in the volatile forest, it’s our loss. Forget the risk of fire and take your rest? It’s our loss. Children in my daughter’s class will celebrate a birthday. All consequences as they feather their nest. It’s our loss. She wants to go but feels she shouldn’t. It’s her conscience. Whatever she does we’ll support her. A test? It’s our loss. On the coastal plane it was raining less — people barely noticed. Though noticing it wasn’t as hot, felt blessed. It’s our loss. I watched the ornamental fish swim golden in soda-blue water. Surfacing as one, I heard their request. It’s our loss. You’d stand alone, John, and make your statement? All of us lose a fragment. The State confessed? It’s our loss. John Kinsella [/quote]
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John Kinsella
Posted - 28 Nov 2005 : 22:15:54
Ghazal — seventh plea for the life of Van Nguyen
Buoyed by rain in the volatile forest, it’s our loss.
Forget the risk of fire and take your rest? It’s our loss.
Children in my daughter’s class will celebrate a birthday.
All consequences as they feather their nest. It’s our loss.
She wants to go but feels she shouldn’t. It’s her conscience.
Whatever she does we’ll support her. A test? It’s our loss.
On the coastal plane it was raining less — people barely noticed.
Though noticing it wasn’t as hot, felt blessed. It’s our loss.
I watched the ornamental fish swim golden in soda-blue water.
Surfacing as one, I heard their request. It’s our loss.
You’d stand alone, John, and make your statement?
All of us lose a fragment. The State confessed? It’s our loss.
John Kinsella
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