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UNREASONABLE WOMAN

By Sharon Cumberland

Sometimes, alone at home, I say into the air

“Bastard! Thieves!” or sometimes,

“I love you” to nobody, in order to hear

my voice, and to address the people

who ought to have been here, fighting

with me, whom I could resent for hemming

me in so that I could never have

this solitude. For not loving me enough,

or not appreciating my feelings.

“I love you” I say to the one

who did not believe me, who never came here,

that thief, who let my hair grow gray

without him, that bastard.

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Poems

LIPSTICK

I DREAMED OF MY MOTHER’S CLOTHES

MAN WHO WANTS YOU

MARRIAGE AT CANA

UNREASONABLE WOMAN

TWENTY YOUNG MEN

THE DAY NO ONE DIED

KYRIE PANTOKRATOR

MY HOUSEMATE BOWS A THOUSAND TIMES

BEFORE

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