Joe JG Hall Poems

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1.
Still

After the storm we walked down the hill
and crossed the field asleep with poppies
you pressed their heads against your cheek
and said you were enchanted in the moon’s silver fire
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2.
Two

I remember the afternoon dull with heat
the magnolias wilting and white
too hot to breath too hot to sit still
the bedroom windows too hot to touch
the painted floor split by seams of light
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