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Lee Upton

If I got to
know you that would be
— something. So let’s make a toast to the long art
of lingering.
We say the cake is done,

but what exactly did the cake do?
The things undid
in the land of undone call to us

in the flames. What I didn’t do took
an eternity —
and it wasn’t for lack of trying.

— Lee Upton, from “Undid in the Land of Undone,” Undid in the Land of Undone (New issues Poetry & Prose, 2007)


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