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Perhaps Next Year
註釋SARAH WILSON'S POETRY

WHO? WHOSE?

Poems are homemade preserves,
sweet and tart with tastes of wisdom.
The surprise of one unlikely word
touching another owlcrying at night,
tearing silence asunder shocking and
beguiling us with taboos. Sarah
offers us tea in a most genteel way,
then sails us on a wind so swift we
are ballons in a Nor'easter catching
a branch to linger and watch the
stranger-than-fiction before we're
swept away into another day of
expected surprise.