A TOO LARGE FACE
It is how we think of childhood
and death, paler
than their awful selves, tall
versions when they are taller
and interfere more with cirrus
and icy jet trails
when it is in simple actions
such as sliding a book
from a shelf marked fiction
or stacking delicious impending purchases
on the counter by the cash register
the heart stops
and worlds fail and how
it is—my end, yours—
becomes as obvious
as a too large face
we must admit daily
is familiar and in need of attention
Bionote
Pamela Hobart Carter used to be a teacher who wrote on the side. Now she is a writer who teaches on the side. Some of her plays have been read and produced on Seattle stages. Long ago she trained as a geologist.
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