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February 27, 2003
Ekphrastic Child’s Grave
The fresh softened soil piled low, below lies the cause
There is a plain empty plate, he always cleaned it during dinner
Then, who would have, who could have known that it would be the cause
Those leaves blowing across the mound, leave no trail
That no grain of sand is moved, none turned, none falls
The slab of stone shadowing the little hill
This sticks straight up, only a few feet from the gray ground
The representation of something cut short
Then, moving closer one sees no written word, no identifying mark
This is not stone, this is wood, impermanent, not forever
The wood will not last forever, neither will the mound
They will both go away, forever, never actually replaced
The wood, the mound, the child, irreplaceable
They will be flattened, as will everything, someday
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