Friday, September 11, 2009


I just read a poem on The Writer's Almanac called "Home by Now."
Its author recounts her move to New Hampshire from NYC, ending with these chilling lines.

… Your friends in the city
say they'll miss you but don't blame you--they
still cringe each time a plane's overhead,
one ear cocked for the other shoe.

Praying there will never be another shoe …

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