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Allison deFreese

To My Neighbor

Gina, you can keep

the green vases

from the daffodils.

My hyacinths

have long since shriveled

but tulips bloom

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← The Order of Things
Halfway up Dufur Hill on a Windy Day →

Summer 2021

Table of Contents
  • What’s Inside
  • Dedication
  • Greeting
  • If the Forecast Holds
  • Portraits of the Saints
  • How This Poet Thinks
  • broken umbrella
  • Elements of Speech
  • You, Coreopsis
  • Real Boy
  • Air Over Jordan
  • Revisiting Blue Interval
  • Beneath the Skin of the Moon
  • The Women of My Midnight Choir
  • La Diáspora de las Estrellas
  • Ice Auspex
  • In Biology
  • Double Sonnet Written In Memory of Elegance
  • Where I Find Them
  • On the Last Morning
  • Tell
  • Wednesday
  • Renewal
  • When Narcissus was a Woman
  • Eclipse and Fire
  • Dog Weather
  • Ways of Healing
  • Daughter
  • The Unspoken
  • The Order of Things
  • To My Neighbor
  • Halfway up Dufur Hill on a Windy Day
  • The Taste of Huckleberries
  • Poem on the Back of a Calico Cat
  • The Bat
  • Theory of Mind
  • Summer Lake
  • Vanishings
  • Eye to the Work
  • At the Metolius River
  • Stepping in the Same River Twice
  • Winter Night
  • Poem That Ends With Rain
  • Couplets for the End of Time
  • Author Bios
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