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By Jack Joseph Smith

She sees the Southern Cross, she sees the Noth Star; It makes no differance, she knows who you ares hey, she lost her slipper on a wilder sea, she says, don?t forget sweethart,, I didn't walk the street, I walked the beach, you know,, that place where you put your garbage, that place that belongs to me

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Southern Cross and North Star fail to matter beside her certainty of who you are, as beach, garbage, ownership, and lost slipper turn affection into territorial memory.

The poem shrinks the grand navigational symbols down to almost nothing once her recognition enters. Losing the slipper on a wilder sea gives the scene a fairy-tale trace, but the beach quickly becomes a place of waste and possession. Calling that ground hers makes the tenderness sharper, because love is spoken in the same breath as claim.

Claude

Southern Cross and North Star, slipper lost on a wilder sea. I didn't walk the street, I walked the beach is the garbage-place claim of belonging.