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OFF THE SHELF
Like it's reader
it needed to come off the shelf,
lose the polish and tight spine,
and let nature
toss, sunkiss and break it to a fade.
This beach book
is oil-stained and sun-bleached.
It holds sand within it's creases
and a peach print on page ten.
It's bottom edges are warped and wavy
from a wet belly table.
A string of seaweed marks the page.
Plump and creased,
it has more character now
than when newly bought.
The yodelers looked silly
on the Vermont mountain
with their too tight shorts
Grown men in embroidered, felted hats
and anklet socks.
But as their voice took hold
they were as masculine as a Titan God
and as light as a hawk soaring.
The sounds dipped,
and rose to new octaves.
The listeners swallowed
as the singers opened their throats
and turned Green Mountains into
Diane Giardi, Gloucester, Massachusetts
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