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Modern American Poetry

In the beginning is the word, and the
Word is with god, and the word is god.

In the 2020s, the word is inert, the word
Is a wad of dough,polished, painted,

Punctured, strung up with a dozen
More to make a faux pearl necklace.

Read a poem, to ease the pain –
Ordain a poet, and make it rain.

Dave Read

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