Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GHAZALS: 44, by JAMES HARRISON



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First Line: That's a dark trough we'd hide in. Said his
Last Line: And may you strike hard enough to see nothing at all.
Alternate Author Name(s): Harrison, Jim
Subject(s): Imaginary Conversations


That's a dark trough we'd hide in. Said his
sleep without frisson in a meadow beyond Jupiter.

It is no baronet of earth to stretch to -- flags
planted will be only flags where no wind is.

Hang me rather there or the prez's jowl on a stick
when we piss on the moon as a wolf does NNW of Kobuk.

I'll be south on the Bitterroot while you're up there
and when you land I'll fire a solitary shot at moonface.

I wish you ill's ills, a heavy thumb & slow hands
and may you strike hard enough to see nothing at all.





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