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The Thought Of It (Free verse) by Christof

I thought: Who would leave a child outside On a night like this? As its howl curled out And curdled the air Between us and the baby We were thinking of. You must go, you said, and help. The howl cracked into yelping And we knew that the sound Was a fox in a trap And its cry tied us up With our unconceived child And the stars and the fox All prisoners.

poetandknowit 19-Nov-02/7:23 PM
Although this poem has a lost sense of place, it more than makes up for it in depth. Best poem on the site. Hands down.




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