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Who
It was the blind girl from the rez who
stole the baker’s missing bread;
it was the guitar playing fool who crooned
and raced the wild mustangs through our heads.
It was the village idiot who played
his chess without the fool, the bowl
of soup who said too late, too late, too late
to blame the thread, the spoon, the text, the mole.
Beside the waterfall of fallen things
just east of town, it was the bearded man
attaching fallen things to angel’s wings
while singing legends to the long, long grass.
It was the moon who laughed and laughed.
It was the moon who laughed herself in half.
Source: Poetry (September 2010).
Biography
Wendy Videlock lives in Western Colorado. Her new book, The Dark Gnu, an illustrated book of poems, will be released from Able Muse Press in January, 2013.
Poem Categorization
SUBJECT Living, Time & Brevity, Social Commentaries, Town & Country Life, Mythology & Folklore, Fairy-tales & Legends
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