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Poem: Fan (July 18, 2006)


Fan

The fan was spinning when
I came home.
It had been working since last night,
when I went to bed.
      
How many circles did you make?
While I was sleeping, working, getting bored,
reading about Israel
Behind the fan,
a train running with people inside—
Momo is sticking her tongue.
It was incredibly hot today!
What did Momo do today? 



July 18, 2006

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