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two untitled poems by Joseph Calavenna

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I wonder whose father I am
boarding a train to the water
to see colorful boats
hauling in full nets
when the sun comes up
the fish come up
making small bubbles on the surface
nets of dawn’s lightness

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I am on a family vacation of ether
I throw tiny swords at the wall
hum spirituals only to myself
when I cut off my finger
at the edge of the water
it shriveled and shined white
men in white suits gathered
and shot arrows at it