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Furnished Room-Newbury St- Boston: 1978
by Doug Holder

Sunday, November 05, 2006
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I place I used to live when I first came to town.
_______________________________________


The raw, coiled

red glare

of the hot plate--

the urine stain

of a sink

and the waft

of Red Sauce

from Davio's below--

The head


a short, anxious scamper


down the hall,

the hacking cough

of the retired civil servant

through a thin wall.

 

And the spinster

who peers from

the crack in her door

gathers her pennies

and courage

for her big trip


 to the corner store,

 

And the decrepit

wooden ladder that

ascended to a tar roof

the sweet /sorrow scent of  city, rain and sea...

and my youth...
 

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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 11/6/2006
Enjoyed
Reviewed by SaPAth AnANd 11/5/2006
Fond memories of ones youth.The place we lived is quite important to how we percieve things.


Bom Bhole!
Roshan
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