Reunion In June Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Reunion In June

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I came through the door
just in time
the clock struck nine
a trumpet blared
a bugle sounded
and there they sat

Good Christ!
I thought
never did I think
so many of us
had survived

How are things
in Inishmore?
I boomed
Are the assassins
still there
killing each other?

But silence fell
like a stone wall
and I awoke!




and the

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