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Three Poems
Ray DiPalma
THE BUILT SHADOW
Sure of much that had better
be right sure of less that had a better
chance of more than was expected
Shouted through the taking place
to the place it had taken
when there's nothing to lose you
make do with what was lost
PIECES OF THE PART
A private offering
A private reception of
Remembered means
"Oh yes" and "Oh no"
In perfect balance
Something other than a choice
And as real as the thing forgotten
No one and everyone
There sitting or standing
Against their particular pureness
Not my surmise their
Deepening before the manyness
Of who was there ever or
In endless harmony ever there
ELEGY FOR THE NUMB
to Jim Brodey, his shade
What's puzzling you is the alleviation
Of these loosening portions--so
Introcue the tracks
This is the harsh ledge of cancellation
Turned into the lining of a name
First further
Suspicion's dragon eats the rope
So you can't ge here from here
Best you can do is dim-fix the harvest
And kick somebody's ass
These are the allotments of the regal motes
There's a man here somewhere to tell you
A burnt pearl lurks in a heart of stone
And now this
Purely personal
He dips his fire into the wattage twelve words at a time
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 Books in print by Ray DiPalma
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