The Climbing Vine
the structure’s joints creaked / and the muscles stood out in the nails
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I’ve Had a Good Life. I’ve Been Water-Skiing
Was all of this enough? / I won a game, I won a game again
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Today My Task Is the Codicil
I’ve had my pomegranate life. / Seeds sluicing red . . . Rose affection
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The Pickup Skater
His passes—those on-ice / em dashes—as silky or fit-to-be-tied as jaunty cravats
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We Knew What Was Coming
We knew what was / Coming—the outburst / Of green
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