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UNTHOUGHT by SUSAN WOOD

First Line: WHEN THE WEIGHT FELL AND TOOK THE TIP OF MY FINGER
Last Line: NOW DISAPPEARING INTO THE CROWD OUTSIDE SAN STAE

Poem Sources:

TRIQUARTERLY, #110/111, FALL/01.
  (2001)
 
ASUNDER.
  WOOD, SUSAN
  (2001)
 



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