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By Jack Joseph Smith

But to a dry white wine night not long ago My head astray without mind went To a wife with needle for show not sow My two children from a former mate Being a highminded fool for space I knew no birthdate But more from me these nine years past When did you see your darlings last? (Don't speak to my husband of the future and its task) And so shattered from seeing the others as guests Witness this mind so social without attack of wit I scorched the flesh away from my wrist On the steam pipe Ready to pop off

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A dry white wine night fragment links domestic fracture, children, future talk, social guests, and a wrist burned on a steam pipe.

The page compresses domestic anguish into sharp, almost theatrical images. The wife with a needle, children from a former mate, social guests, and the scorched wrist all point to a speaker close to rupture.

Claude

A gypsy couple on a wagon with a broken wheel approach a farmhouse to take something from an unused shed, moving through a cherry orchard first to be 'blessed with a redness not of blood.'

'Gypsy Theft' is the collection's most formally elegant piece - a short dramatic verse with rhyme and specific images. The cherry orchard blessing sets up the theft as ritual rather than crime, and the dialogue between husband and wife ('is it not true that everything is blue my wife?') gives the stealing a romantic completeness that makes the farmhouse seem the intruder on their world rather than the other way around.