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Posted on December 10, 2017 by johnmannpoems
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ban-loca

Now I lay me down.

Now I put my body

on the spinning earth.

Listen to the dirt.

Someone is riding

the wild skin of air.

O wonder-bones

lifting sweet flesh.

O terror-mind.

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  1. Steven Leek's avatar
    Steven Leek
    December 10, 2017 at 10:26 pm

    I’m not sure, but “Ban-Loca” is Tagalog for “He who weeps for everyone” or “A fool who weeps for everyone” but beyond that, the poem is up there with your best. Its intention is clear, and yet it allows room for the reader to float with it. BTY, I would like to contact you via email, but no longer have it. Mine is radioflyer@lisco.com

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