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Poem for Thursday


Three Moves
By John Logan


Three moves in sixth months and I remain
the same.
Two homes made two friends.
The third leaves me with myself again.
(We hardly speak.)
Here I am with tame ducks
and my neighbors' boats,
only this electric heat
against the April damp.
I have a friend named Frank--
the only one who ever dares to call
and ask me, "How's your soul?"
I hadn't thought about it for a while,
and was ashamed to say I didn't know.
I have no priest for now.
Who
will forgive me then. Will you
Tame birds and my neighbors' boats.
The ducks honk about the floats . . .
They walk dead drunk onto the land and grounds,
iridescent blue and black and green and brown.
They live on swill
our aged houseboats spill.
But still they are beautiful.
Look! The duck with its unlikely beak
has stopped to pick
and pull
at the potted daffodil.
Then again they sway home
to dream
bright gardens of fish in the early night.
Oh these ducks are all right.
They will survive.
But I am sorry I do not often see them climb.
Poor sons-a-bitching ducks.
You're all fucked up.
What do you do that for?
Why don't you hover near the sun anymore?
Afraid you'll melt?
These foolish ducks lack a sense of guilt,
and so all their multi-thousand-mile range
is too short for the hope of change.

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This is why William Shatner is still my imaginary boyfriend after all these years: "I'm actually in love with James Spader."

honoria reminded me to link to Virginia Is For Haters: "We're here to prove than when a U.S. state attacks the fundamental legal rights of gays and lesbians, gays and lesbians know how to fight back. Please join us in boycotting Virginia companies and their products and services." Okay, in all honesty I am probably going to eat a meal in Virginia at some point in the next month after enjoying one of its national parks, but it's a good idea.

Everyone's already linked to the Sirius/Remus spoiler pic but I don't care; I want to make sure I don't lose the URL! Embraced him like a brother, indeed.

Right, need to run to the doctor to have my head eye examined...
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