Old Fred Barnes

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Rybka
Rybka
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Old Fred Barnes died today
or last night, or yesterday
at least not too long ago
he lived alone you know.

Martha Hawthorne heard his dog
when out this morning on her jog
found him just'a lying there
empty bunch of crumpled clothes
at first she thought
didn't seem a man was there
. . . and maybe not

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LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in Friday's New Poems Reviews.

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LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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Not a great epic, just a very fun piece. The word flow and Martha out for a jog — just seems to give it a New England feel to it. Oh and — sorry Fred.