Treasure Island

Jean Valentine

(27 April 1934 / Chicago, Ill)

Elegy For Jane Kenyon (2)


Jane is big
with death, Don
sad and kind - Jane
though she's dying
is full of mind

We talk about the table
the little walnut one
how it's like
Emily Dickinson's

But Don says No
Dickinson's
was made of iron. No
said Jane
Of flesh.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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