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by Paul Hostovsky

There used to be
a live chicken
in this poem,

there was a glacier
and a sailboat,
the Pacific Ocean

sloshing between stanzas,
and me like Adam
saying, Here am I,

to God who was also

Paul Hostovsky’s poetry collection Hurt Into Beauty can be found on Amazon.

Posted in Poetry

2 Responses to “Revision”

  1. Kristina Baer says:

    There is an amazing amount of presence in this poem about absence. That’s God for you!

  2. andrew says:

    The art of creation is subtraction. Haha

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