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A Hundred Gourds 2:1 December 2012
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Viet Nam vet
a butterfly lands
on his shoulder
that once held
an M-16 Rifle

spaceMarian Olson - USA
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  he holds
his open hands
outstretched –
showing me
what I do with my heart

spaceJoy McCall - UK
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    Seeing my breath
as it escapes
into cold night air,
I realize how much
can never be recalled

spaceConstance Campbell - USA
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morphing
into mother
a changing face,
my wrinkles her wrinkles
her sorrows mine

spacePat Harkin - Australia
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  remember
when I said you were my rock?
blood-warm
this stone in my pocket
wherever I go

spaceClaire Everett - UK
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