Saturday, July 12, 2014

LARRY EIGNER'S MEMORY

The ocean in Swampscott
and Marblehead
summons our voice
as children motion to
you in a wheel chair
suffering from a palsy
yet what fragments
of words seen
in your paper mache
of a smile
from ten kilometers
of the embracing waters
while I play a quarter
violin in an open house
nearby
I won't forget you.




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