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Poem beginning "I"
by Jim BenzI am old enough now
to make friends
to feign a great calm
with stagnant eyes
connected to all other things
is this bond
of a wave's rise, fall, rebound
not because of victories
jumbled boulder and weed
but no insistence
that anything particular be
green sand, pebbles, broken shells 07/14/2009 Author's Note: Pound, Niedecker, Reznikoff, Oppen, Zukofsky, Reznikoff, Bunting, DuPlessis, Rakosi
Posted on 07/14/2009
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