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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxix
time & time again
the long, hot summer ended
with a slow and gracious rain
waitress pretty, plump and plain
"did you hear?," her makeup running,
"newman's dead at eighty-something"
someone up there liked him so
they plucked him like the perfect rose
he was, he was
time & time again
the fall starts its descent
with a slow, persistent rain
that drums on roofs and window panes
another week down
another old man in the ground
we coulda seen it coming
newman's dead
at eighty-something
but you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - philadelphia, pennsylvania, u.s.a.