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Stephen Dunn

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To Bartleby There is the sky and here is the grass, he said to you, but you couldn't be fooled. Not much has changed. Nearby is the slavish city and once upon a time there was a God. You'd be among our homeless, nameless and cold. The elms are dead, [...]

Dancing With God

Summer 1988 | Poetry

At first the surprise
of being singled out,
the dance floor crowded
and me not looking my best,
a too-often-worn dress
and the man with me
a budding casualty
of one repetition too much.