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THE
ART OF DECEPTION
Script writers,
movie directors, have their manual of tricks
for eliciting tears.
His beautiful face, the halt in her eyes,
neither one hearing
or needing to hear, their first gaze like this.
Or love outlingering
death. A pain we know or
can guess.
The
grief a delta of brooks on a telegram.
The
pain we have now pays for the happiness then.
...
(For full text see
the Kindle ebook The
Nature of Things (Collected Poems) by Alan Marshfield)
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