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INDENTATIONS IN THE AIR

Indentations in the the air
Ask there
Forever.
Pressed, preserved and pinning.
A sky longs
For a flock of geese
Gone.
A bride is missed
By an aisle.
There
Is an emptiness
Where
Things once were,
Persist.
A raindrop slit
By a bicycle spoke
Feels still
The wheel,
And the pillow
The lovers who woke.
Steal
Into a street in Baltimore
It echoes after
You.
And laughter
Lingers
Everywhere.
Comets fall,
But summer's heat
Remembers,
Press, preserves
The Bittersweet.

Virginia Farmer Naughton
VIRGINIA FARMER NAUGHTON was born and raised in Buffalo and taught English at Amherst High School from 1948 to 1952. Now retired from teaching, she lives in Scarsdale.

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