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Nancy Sullivan

The world is always ending:
day succumbs to stingy night.
Sleep travels in a pill.
Vietnam splinters in the East.
Bathwater cools, stomachs sag.
The ears harbor static.
The eye hoards cataract.
Who denies the essential flaw?
Every poem fails.

— Nancy Sullivan, from “eclipse 1—what happened” of “Eclipses,” The Treasury of American Poetry, ed. Nancy Sullivan (Doubleday, 1978)

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