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The Mystic in the Basement

July 10, 2009

for Ronald Rowe

He descends
with me

and carries
up

lumps of
cement

and splintery
old boards

and sweeps
the broken glass

the heaps,
the hoards

of half-finished,
never-read, never-sent

abandoned-
but-not

abandoned-
enough

the torn,
worn

frustrated
garments

fraying, moth-eaten—
when

that is done
he goes

for lunch
and writes

a poem
about the sapphire

crystalline sphere,
split

facings of
the star dome

the infinite
at Hi-Fi

Pizza over a
slice

then goes
to McDonald’s

for
coffee.

by Monica Raymond

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  1. Rob
    July 10, 2009 at 5:23 pm

    Great poem – thanks.

  2. July 11, 2009 at 5:19 am

    Economic in form, generous in content. A good read.

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