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Study in Burgundy
by Eric Mohrman

 

at least
you       don’t          have              to-
morrow

familiar
fledgling sunset en-
gine, groaning—

             gren-
         a-
      dine

skyscape—

[ver-]
million passers-by

at most
you     will          forget                to-
day

the
form-
ative fantasy, a
sun falls be-
neath
the brick-braced
rooftops

spring
’s fore-
gone second song—O the

            gamay! oh

only
the Beaujolais, only the

             Beau-
          jo-
       lais!

 

 

 

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Eric Mohrman is a poet and freelance writer living in Philadelphia.  He has no BA, MFA, or degree of any sort, nor intentions to acquire one.  His poems have recently appeared in Big Scream, Hidden Oak, Portland Review, The Furnace Review, & Moria.