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Letter Found Blown Against a Fence

Fat chances spread their fat thighs

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and the bed breaks. Straightening

gracefully however back up, arranging my

things, I stroll into the hall. Someone else

's house is always a challenge, don't you think?

Coffee pots thumbing their way off all the tables'

it's like a movie! Stimulated,

I leave the house. I'm looking for work. Oh,

the splendor of the sky! I love life,

I can't help it. Soon I'll tell you where to send money.

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Edward Weismiller's first book of poetry, The Deer Come Down, was chosen by Stephen Vincent Benet in 1936 and published in the Yale Series of Younger Poets. He has recently completed his fourth collection of poems, titled About the Trees.

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