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So they're leaving now, for good -
His son with his decibel music,
His trailblazing machine,
His brazen girl
Immune to the privilege of pity.

The place will be a bit empty now -
But at least he can keep up the rent.

Stubs out a final cigarette,
And remembers how she always liked the ashtrays
Clean. Ashtrays and windows.

(Threnody, threnody -
How can we learn enough remembering
To forget?)

Copyright © 1977, 2003 Hugh Cook

Picture of front cover of ARC OF LIGHT poetry collection by Hugh Cook.

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