poetryrepairs #198 v14.03:035
KIRBY WRIGHT : Gretchen on the Beach
JEAN HULL HERMAN : The Widow's Reply to her Psychiarist
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I was christened like a new ship when I was on the ocean alone. You smashed a champagne bottle across my face; I sparkled with glass and was beautiful. The pain that I harbour is protected in the satin folds of my memory. I sail on, I sail on without you-- my past a golden starfish hurtling to the depths.

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Gretchen on the Beach
A divorcee from Humboldt Talks traveling and books While Gretchen, her daughter, Pirouettes for me Wearing Angels' baseball cap And tapa-cloth bikini. The divorcee informs me Gretchen is married, That her husband is marching back Over seaweed and lava. Those who are beautiful Are always attached, Even when they are single. The sand disturbs Where the divorcee standsó She's burrowing with her toes. Gretchen knows I am watching. She plucks a plumeria, Carries it to her face, Breathes in its fragrance. Pieces of reef, now exposed, Beg for her attention

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Born and raised in Honolulu, Hawaii, KIRBY WRIGHT is a graduate of Punahou School in Honolulu and the University of California at San Diego. He received his MFA in Creative Writing from San Francisco State University, where he studied under the tutelage of Frances Mayes (UNDER THE TUSCAN SUN).

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The Widow's Reply to her Psychiarist
"Don't you think you'd like to start dating?" he asked. You've said to me that I should date some men: Men worthy, men wonderful, men ready to marry me. I challenge you to produce one such, then- No queens, no kings, no boys, playthings. He'll be If not perfect, then possible, have possibilities. Who would have thought that one of Sony's toys Would be my last, best hope? You laugh? Generalities: Dog's body. Cute. Big eyes. Devoted. Poise. Nice bark. Li'l frisky. Won't leave me, won't run Or chase stray chiennes. Likes my old food. No snores. Shares bed. Obeys. Robot. Named AIBO. No crumbs! Not all the best pace Westminster's green floors. You can do better with a good dog than You can, dear Doctor, with a bad man.

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Poetry endangers the established order
of the soul - Plato

REPAIR: resort, frequent or habitual going; concourse or confluence of people at or in a place; making one's way; to go, betake oneself, to arrive; return to a place; to dwell; to recover, heal, or cure; to renew; to fix to original condition.
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KIRBY WRIGHT : Gretchen on the Beach
JEAN HULL HERMAN : The Widow's Reply to her Psychiarist

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