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Poetry 2nd Place: Harvest by Fred Manget

 

 

Harvest By Fred Manget

 

 

Do this

 

Cup your hand and break the surface

Of some dark pool

Where water hisses and jeweled

Tomcat eyes burn your brain

 

Lift the cool wet secret up, up,

Up to meet the marble moon

Rising on its rockets

 

Between the finger-curled skin

The mirror mirrored

 

And it follows you, lives in you,

Becomes you

 

A silver-bellied dragon of dreams.

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