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M a r c V i n c e n z
Parentheses Not Closed
—for Andrei Codrescu
Are you conscious
of what is already living, amigo?
or are you one of those
who only sees the living dead?
Your mother always said—
and she was a lover of Eliot—
words may be unbounded,
but emotions are in the head.
How many fires did you ignite
in a lifetime? And just how many
did you put out, stomping the last
embers into the earth and dust?
The poetry lesson
is not one
for the blind, says Andrei;
parentheses are never totally closed.
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