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Disconnections: July 12.18

My zinnia seeds sprouted,

 and madly they grew

in red plastic bowl

but what could I do? —

Things went awry

time hurried on

they reached to the sky

and spring was all gone.

By the time they were planted

their roots all a-glob

I had to transplant them

in one big blob.

 

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Connections: January 8

SANYO DIGITAL CAMERAHooray for today!

Anniversary of me!

A wrinkly newborn

in 1943.

I came into a world

of war and ration

and still it seems

war is the fashion.

A birthday in January

makes perfect sense

it’s a two-headed time,

looking back and hence.

So I visit familiar faces

on my family wall

my genes, my leans, my rootings

perennial mysteries all.

I’d like to engage each one

in serious tete-a-tete

and ask my birthday question:

am I a grown-up yet?

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