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POEM
BY SAMUEL MENASHE


October

The gusts of wind
Which take dead leaves
Running in the sun
Seem so playful -
Who among these
Could remain glum?



For Nell
Who is not glum -
Samuel

October 25, 1970
I wish I could live in the world you make