Linda Zisquit
By Linda Zisquit
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The Schmooze POEM: ‘Return From Elsewhere’
Don’t yell at me, whisper: try to stop I let him drink from me I let him speed us up to the end to extremes I couldn’t imagine— (these are words that cannot be written) At the 7th Avenue station drained and soiled I forgot what any child knows by heart I couldn’t read the…
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The Schmooze POEM: ‘Signs’
It has to do with seeing. Light. Or dark. It has to do with knowing. Speak and prophesy, darken and move: But what I see is not what I know. What I hear is not what I believe. And now the first light is dark, the morning has not yet lifted the night sky. Chirping….
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