Poem
Laura Kasischke
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That dream of a cricketin the dark of the night
at the foot
of the gallows tree.
Virtuous
cricket. Little, hopeful
heart-
shaped face
lit up by the moon.
Little, hopeful, insistent
song
about the future
sung
to a hanged man’s boots.
© 2012, Laura Kasischke
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That dream of a cricketin the dark of the night
at the foot
of the gallows tree.
Virtuous
cricket. Little, hopeful
heart-
shaped face
lit up by the moon.
Little, hopeful, insistent
song
about the future
sung
to a hanged man’s boots.
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