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Letter After the Diagnosis
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Poetry
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January 1, 2002
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Copyright informationCopyright Modern Poetry Association Jan 2002. Provided by ProQuest LLC. (Hide copyright information)
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This is the window I love best. It looks down
on roses, ferns, ivy the deer come to eat
once the rains have gone. Earlier I watched
a deer take a Peace rose in one nip. He held it
in his mouth, head dipping and lifting, the flutter
of petals like foam at his wide lips. Just when
I thought the sweet smell had made him drunk,
he swallowed. Then he nipped another. The same
intoxicated dance, head and forelegs lifting,
falling, in slow syncopation. After the ...