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First published January 1, 1979
Remembering Old Wars
What clamped us together? When each night fell we lay down
In the smell of decay and slept, our bodies leaking,
Limp as the dead, breathing that smell all night.
Then light prodded us awake, and adversity
Flooded up from inside us as we labored upright
Once more to face the hells of circumstance.
And so on, without hope of change or peace.
Each dawn, like lovers recollecting their purpose,
We would renew each other like a savage smile.