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Click hereI think
of standing next to you
on a street corner
in busy city
trying hard to think
what to say-
and why-
could be your hair
could be your stance
could be your stare at center line
or slight glance into my right eye
it just happened that there was a snow flake
melting on your shoulder
that I alert you to,
so you say, "thanks"
it turns green
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was Detroit in 1971
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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