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War’s Whisper

Summer Evening, Edward Hopper, 1947
Winter wars birth death on summer porches lit with reunion hope
Final kisses
Promises lipped
But
Shadows know better
Hearts do too
Speeding thumps
Skip
Before brass is formed to killing shells
Woods are cleared for caskets
Flags are sewn for lovers unwilling
To accept
War’s wind whispers in summer dark
A queer chilled breeze
Passes quick
A sick knowing
Ticks
As
Winter’s wail waits camouflaged
Cloaked in black suits and dresses still hung in closets bare
Lovers storing tears as they kiss goodbye
On summer porches lit with reunion hope
And prayer
For Magpie Tales 77
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