by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
About an our or so
a long time ago
pleasing no one
resonatingly nameless
as secular celebrations
brass moons glowing
over old gramophones
street lamps belching gas
lighted rims of hats
enchanted spades and trowels
ensuing somehow
as simple mappings
of peonies as yet to flower...
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