IN THE HEYDAYS OF HIS EYES
(taut jeans dancing)

An Anthology of Poetry about Being Young and Growing Up
 
 
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from I AM HERE
for Naomi, later

Robert Mezey

2 She opens her eyes under water. The sun climbs. She runs, she decapitates flowers. The grass sparkles. Her little brother laughs. She serves meals to friends no one has seen. She races her tricycle in circles. I come home. The sun falls.

 
 
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