Richard Hugo quotes

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Isn't this your life? That ancient kiss
still burning out your eyes? Isn't this defeat
You might come here Sunday on a whim.
Say your life broke down. The last good kiss
you had was years ago.
Off south, the bison multiply so fast
a slaughter's mandatory every spring
work until my heart is short,
then go out slowly with a feeble grin,
She planted corn and left the rest
to elements, convinced that God
Rub a half potato on your wart
and wrap it in a damp cloth. Close
Or driven wild
by snakes that kept the carrots clean,
she butchered snakes and carrots with a hoe.
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