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Blindfolded and gagged, tossed in the back / of a car -- it's how they gather up young men /
Learning to Love the Sky
Tonight I Am Mending Clothes
I use old cloth on the knees, stitch boldly.
The dress I hem more carefully
camouflaging the thread, an animal in grass.
Honor the Aged
You may be saved yet.
Your grandmother's praying.
She's saying to anyone who'll listen:
Throw out the curtains. Stop
coaxing wind down from the trees.