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by Anne Heide


The idea of to-day:

You may not be a soldier
but be a wool-man maybe

to dress the ladies.


Powder
and linens.


So too young to war,
lean the sheep together
so they ruffle up into
skirts and under-
coats.


We make the cruel
in flocks,


sincerely,
fleece.

 

 

 

 

 

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Anne Heide edits the poetry journal CAB/NET out of Denver. Her poetry
has most recently appeared or is forthcoming in Notre Dame Review,
Shampoo, Coconut, Octopus, Ur Vox, the tiny, and No Tell Motel, among
others. She is currently working towards a doctorate in English and
Creative Writing at the University of Denver.