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a
rock some goats a name
half hidden by
trees
stone house with
hands
familiar with
each stone
red
shirts of the grandchildren
drying in the
south wind
safe from the
sea
grandpa dreaming
to
each age the file cards
the culture code
of memory
the swamps of
Italy as bad
as the pampas
of Argentina
the
Parma of the butchers
rococco mixed
with revolution
but now a drowsy
rainstorm
and
a boy running up the rocky hill
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