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ONE DITCH TOO MANY (sonnet)
God is the verb of her undoing
radical movement made with a grief
that seizes her voice and speaks
grabs her feet and places them
not on high and shining places
but in lanes of muddy concrete
on a storm-grill of misery
seared and baked in a street-made hell
which way can she turn
against language that thrusts
her down a hot-air vent
requires that she pull a seizured face
out through booze and drugs well-done
fried and boiled on a rotted tongue?
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies and journals
for twenty five years. Her middle-reader, Those Blue Shoes,
published by Clarity House Press; and poetry, A Summer Father, published by Frontenac House of Calgary.
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