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July 4th, 2007  PDF Print E-mail
Word Poetry
Wednesday, 04 July 2007
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Poetry
Title: July 4th 2007
Author: Matt Browning

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231 years later---

 

A grown man with jeans dirtier than his face,

but not as dirty as the overcast sky, just this side of rain,

pushes a bike with an old stroller tied to the back

as a trailer down the busiest street in town.

 

My grandfather is fitted for a hearing aid

at the V.A. Hospital

64 years after riding a battlecruiser

around the Pacific Rim.


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The grass in the military cemetery

is manicured, yellow and burnt

after being cut too short, since it hasn't rained in weeks.

1,000 flags are ordered across the dried and dead lawn.

 

100 Mormon boys dressed in formal black and white

sing high, beautiful harmonies

inside the huge oak temple

until they reach puberty.




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written by Matt Browning , July 09, 2007
Thanks for the interest. Here are a couple links:

http://www.newpantagruel.com/2006/02/why_i_dont_fish.php
http://www.thematthewshouseproject.com/

Keep check back on rednow to see what's new.
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written by chad , July 09, 2007
matt what's up, can you point me to other works by you if possible?
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