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Chris Fiset - Four Poems
Children Of Television
Orphan images
scatter in a lost light.
Meanwhile, playgrounds bark
with freezing children.
Luna
The moon's a doll--
tall, and round.
Allow her to sip from a straw
all you haven't done.
Orientation
Your life's a red caboose
in an old cartoon
complete with musical accompaniment
and commercials.
The sun behind the cartoon sky--
make that your destination.
American Dream
We cruise in our sleep,
memorizing languages
in new cars
with radios turned full-blast.
Chris Fiset, a Seattle, Washington native, apprenticed with William
Stafford and has been published in
Hummingbird. At 30, he accepts the rain and the cold of
the Northwest as a challenge to generate sustained
bodyheat.
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